Untitled Song

I talk a little bit my dark side

Sometimes I across it and coincide.

Fuck it sometimes i feel i cant spit any words

because i´m a overwork

and it so absurd.

Every single night if i go sleep

I keep myself remind that day was incomplete.

You didn´t write any rhymes

ok maybe sometimes, but that isin`t enough you dreams to survive.

It is not enough

you look like a dust.

And then i tell myself i do that tomorrow

that`s the time what you can´t borrow.

You just live one day at a time

you do that every time.

Then my mood just drops

and the world flow stops.

I`m so stuck

thinking what a fuck