dear mama

if i die before i wake,

i pray the lord my soul to take

move toward my dreams that i only chase

i keep on movin at a constant pace

dear mama i never meant to let you down

never my intention to see you fall onto soft ground

you moved out of town, and i still dont hear a sound

i hope your doing well, and i hope you dont dwell on the past

cast upon the shadows of the mass.

i dont mean to harass but i got too attached

making too much money now i cant even cash.

as i try to adapt, to sudden changes, im facin,

star gazin but my time is wasting.

its amazing, how i can keep on erasing

the time that we spent progressing and tracing

i ask innocently, for you to forgive me,

i coulda been a little better, writing you some love letters.

but i got a girl now, and shes better than ever.

her number one intention is to give me pleasure

think of me no lesser, it might be forever. so whatever.