Taking myself to another
Gotta get mine like the devil
Take my shit and leave it settled
On the way out I'll pick up a couple flaws
Manage them like walking through a couple doors
Raised to never think of self
Take my wealth
Put my weight on a paper shelf now it's felt
No need of support
My time alone with my pen
Never is a last resort
Meet myself to make amends
But still I need a hand
I got some sense
Got some friends but it's nice wanting less with no ends
Never tense
I wish you the best making friends
There they go right there
I'm going left
See you on the other side
I'll see you in another time
Grow to make your mother cry
Take notice of the covered signs
Never hate to be young
Except I can sympathise through the words of reason
Saw age through some injured eyes
But I like to be fun
Living can be a vibe
It can be a vibe
Still there's years I gotta pick up
XP right until I die
Maybe even treason
Got a word so I make it mine
Easy like a sit up
You just gotta flow with time
See you on the other side
I'll see you in another time
Grow to make your mother cry
Take notice of the covered signs