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letra de heal - c.kaleb

[verse 1]
catch me walking home at
midnight
coming back
wonder where my head is at
i just tried some new sh-t got me running like a running back
methamphetamine while i’m studying off weed
hope all the amphetamines will help me find my f-cking dream
because i’m lost again
just went and got tossed again
asked my dad bout counseling
while i take another f-cking drink
b-tch i can’t think
cloud brain
praying that i change
i hope i will
man the stress is real
only thing i feel d-mn

[verse 2]
here we go again
back to all the s-x and drugs
it ain’t love i know
it’s cheap and f-cking easy
it’s so easy to get lost inside this city
what a pity
cause i tried to stop
again
again
again
but when i hit the pen it’s like that sh-t is my best friend
don’t know if this high is ever gonna f-cking end
i’m so close to jumping off a bridge say london falls
i can’t get locked up again remember those white walls
i ain’t gonna lie the sh-t feels good
till it don’t, then i fill the pain with stronger smoke
loving dope yeah i don’t endorse
this is one of those addictions that you can’t divorce
i had a f-cking option was not f-cking forced
but i wanted euphoria
this not a fun story yeah
if i had a chance i would try to go and run
if i had a gun
man if i had a gun
(bang)
bullets in my head
back to idolize the dead
only thing i’m trying to read is suicide methods
yeah my mental
the taxing that it’s been through
i’m stuck in this psychosis
and i got the diagnosis
[verse 3]
what’s here left for me
and what’s left of me
what’s my identity
why are people chill with me
tell me who i’m making all this music for
i feel bad they might see me passed out on the floor
this for kids in the boonies with their opioid addiction
this for me black and free
michigan with an affliction
i don’t know, i don’t really have a motherf-cking mission
only mission on my mind is ending up missing
side note f-ck the online trolls
you suck my d-ck more than the addicts
i know you b-tches have a bad habit
but when you start to lie that ain’t jazzy that’s just tragic
and n-gga ish we ain’t never interacted
and anons b-tch you barely even matter
tell me why that’s how i f-cking feel
out of time
out of bars
ain’t no time to f-cking heal

[outro]
i don’t know i don’t really have no mission
i’m just struggling to break from this addiction
n-ggas talking about the time like it’s mine
only time that i feel alive is when i’m f-cking high

- c kaleb

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