Know you’re happy when I’m left alone
Whiskey bottle and cigarettes are company when I’m home
Only shit I condone
Yeah I’m prone to depression
A confession to those who never knew it
Yeah We all go through it
just ain’t afraid to admit it
Who the fuck am I kiddin?
Why would I hide somethin so real?
Somethin that I feel
So do me a favor, bare with me as I peel back the layers
Fuck the nay sayers
Say my prayers and hope for a fuckin miracle
Most of y’all don’t get what I speak about it’s spiritual
A lost art
A part of us we’ve deleted from memory
Why we gotta see our truest self as an enemy?