Sitting in my car thinking about my next destination
Hoping I don’t have to make that call to Satan to get me out this situation
The shade is cool
But there’s nothing like that fun in the sun
The game been in my hands the whole time
I should of been won
Now I’m so far from victory
The temptation is starting to get to me
Why do I have go through all this suffering
When all I want is mental liberty
I gotta getaway to get my life right
So I can sleep good through the night
It be the ones closest to you
That try to stop you from taking flight
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Nice verse , may I say that that motion and energy in this piece makes me guess deep down you may still have a slight attachment to that life?
Yep my body is trapped but my soul done wandered off somewhere
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