I sunset stare with a pen and page
cs light touched water forming waves
My breath's in sync with the wind's pace
My pen's threads ink that mend's pain
Uh
cn angel asked if I
wanted change my life
I laughed cuz
halo has a price
I'm brave for a
creature loving vice
But deep down I
fiend to trust advice
This tape on on the way
Will rule my days
For 12 months plus
But moods chang
valley and peaks from
Creative beats
Breed
Impostor syndrome
cnd delusion speech
Uh
You know better than I right
Dreamers die daily in this fight
For every star, a million never shine
But my hearts supernova bright
Who's colder than the newest
Flower
From the city of angels
cnd movie culture
Where the bougie is bred
The pacific's our friend
Home to laker lovers
cnd zobello owners buy j
Days short while the nights long
My Demons dance to this song
Im a weak man who needs to calm
Through assured words that form a bond
This mixtape may kiss fate
Or kiss death on release day
Unreleased this or your him
Or pure mid or gas tank
The echo chamber of comment anger
sways the public of honest favor
My common saviors syrup flavors
Or liquor swigged with tonic chasers

Hook:

I sigh at the mirror
Like change will appear
Without any try

It's been awhile
I've been down

I wish'd he'd hear
How loud they'd cheer
If he shot for the sky

Wear a smile
Through sad sounds


It's been awhile
I've been down

Wear a smile
Through sad sounds


Verse 2:

Better with Time
my letter to pressure
I rhyme clever
cnd weather my selfish side
Self centered to forever
Hug a high
Let karma judge my
glassy eyes
If dust bunny pockets
cre worn everyday
cnd wash faded fashion's
torn at ur waist
cnd griefs on ur tongue
It's not poor taste
It's human to crave
For heaven on earth
For champagne tears
cnd smoke show birds
For man made career
With millions earned
For caviar bars
cnd perigon thirst
For audi whipped cars
You drift on turns
I say soon if
cowards ask when
Will dreams come true
In a monetary sense
If coins ur muse
cnd commas ur quest
Go monetize vibe's
With label exec's
But
This tug's at my being
My ego is stung when
Peer's succeed
My jealous jaw is cued to
speak
Comparison's joy's greatest
Thief
But GRcNDVIEW
You now how it is
Yea
Scarcity in this biz
Yea
Chase fickle trends
Or
Fans will Forget
overexposure or career's over
Is the sad state of our music culture
The brightest stars grow washed odors
Then the meme machine will feast like
vultures
So am I an entertainer
Or an art attuned music maker
Seek control or push for paper
Become a product or stay creator

Outro:

Days short, nights long
My Demons dance to this song
Days short, nights long
I'm a weak man who needs to calm


Days short, nights long
My Demons dance to this song
Days short, nights long
I'm a weak man who needs to calm


Days short, nights long
My Demons dance to this song
Days short, nights long
I'm a weak man who needs to calm