Think before you speak If you never plan to speak again Thinking's overrated Like the winning streak has been All that really means is that it's gotta end someday Like a long weekend Tuesday's the new Monday When you quiet down the voice inside you will be amazed And you try to drown the noise but just find the spirits raised So stop trying so hard ...let it be I'm a/ I'm a go hard Set it free Fingers clawing at the dirt Gasping pulling in the air Lingering feelings of hurt No energy to spare Forward thinking looking back Never really here Towards the light fall into black Now you've wasted a whole year Why bother trying All there is is to be Remembering is lying Go blind and then I see

Day after day routines stay the same for the most part Each day dissolves what seems instantly soon as it starts When you find yourself waiting for something to happen far from the mundane It gets so hard to be here now when you're stuck inside your brain Let go Let your thoughts just dissolve Let go You may find your problems solved flip me on my head now my head is cracked great headed back to the gates of defeat and loss soulmates with my own self doubt on a trip to help myself out but tripped on the way out the door over lies i spout to myself about who i am Or who I should be Look better sing better Never think to just be Until I'm near the bottom of the heap Dig me out again Now I hear the talking in my sleep Snooze and shout again Self reflective or simply self indulgent A retrospective of depressive solvent Easier not to open up lock it up Need me here just to properly prop it up

Reporting live from planet earth Your mourning has been given birth This morning expect the storm to start The flood will last nearly a year Destroy the outlook you hold dear Storm warning: prepare to fall apart I wish my mom was here the reason that I wrote this song But she left too soon The winter season came and she was gone Seven years earlier my father left this plane So now my Afro's turning red Little orphan Ann... ie And it's easy to make jokes when You're acting like you're fine but the truth is that you're broken Piece it back together, find a way to deal CMT on at the hospice, "Jesus take the wheel" Easier to watch that than to have a conversation Words make it true and truth is something I'm not facing But it's time to move forward Finish up the rhyme design a few more words About regrets and bets I wish I'd hedged differently The impact of the crash was more severe than we could see When I was ten years old my mom read an article About how around eleven we'd start to drift apart and pull Into separate corners I told her it was nonsense Funeral and mourners No recompense It's too late And there are strangers here But face it I've been one for quite a few years I feel like a separate person from that kid I was Memories implanted Emotional fuzz Like I'm caught up in the matrix And basically I hate this Bottom line it's been so much harder than I've been willing to admit Rotten time not sure where to start but I guess this is probably it The impact of the crash was more severe than we could see I'm independent anyway who needs you here with me I'm not a kid although i feel like one usually And then it all falls apart

And the boy did not know which way to go or if it even mattered at all. He's beginning to realize it's all a movie in his mind. He's terrified. Clinging desperately to the illusion to avoid the sun's intrusion. Rejecting what he knew to be true. Waking up is hard to do. Wouldn't it be easier to stay asleep? It's what we've learned. We shouldn't even yet confer to go too deep. We might get burned. Even if it's easier to stay asleep we must wake up. The time is near to climb the mountain though it's steep. Time to shake it up. Where are we? Where are we going? The time is now. Running forward so fast our vision's blurring. Can you believe the sadness we allow? Pleasant dreams, but dreams is all they are. Avoiding reality, allowing wounds to scar.

There are some things I may not know There are some places I can't go But I am sure of this one thing God is real for I can feel it in my soul I cannot tell just how I felt When you took all my pain away But on that day yes on that hour God is real for I can feel the holy power God is real, real in my soul God is real, washed and made me whole This love to me is like pure gold God is real for I can feel it in my soul