Run the life
• Written by Tcaines
I feel stuck up in these shoes but they worn out with no laces
I'm so sick of all this shit and i'm sick of all these faces
I'm running to new places but my mind cannot escape this
chasing through these mazes as i stare up at the city lights
watching all the city fights watching them dying dreams
they say life is easy but its never how it seems
good kid bad never bad kid good ,
Instructed to listen well but i never understood
the concepts of life when i'm up all night debating
weather or not i should be hating or contemplating for the outcome
never will i outrun all this black tarted pavement
1 life I've been enslaved in
1 bedroom in the basement
1 road in this world thats forever what im chasing
but yet this world's amazing? dam. i think that's awful
i rather live it to myself and be known as a fossil
no need of being hostile cause ill do what it takes
ill always have your back is whats hissing from the snakes
ill keep my grass cut , i keep them hedges trimmed
i always fill my cup im known for being brim
you know i don't give a fuck watch me say this with a grin
system so corrupt so
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Tcaines
Member since October 27 2013