Hurting Inside
Need something to numb the pain I been hurting inside
Good things don't last so it don't surprise
Adolescent about a drill down for a homicide
Spilla spilla blood on his hands traumatized
Searching for something wasn't there all along
Closest left him in the dark he feel all alone
If I'm right than I'm right I admit my wrongs
I been timing they forget everything's prolonged
If I shared apart of me I must have felt your soul
System stuff em in the pantry sit em till they get old
You kno the consequence can't take it back if he told
Feel the world against you hopeless I been there before
Broken tored down still living in the past
So much anger on the inside it feels good to laugh
Many fucked it up before so good things we pass
I remember when they laughed told me I was trash
Need some numb the pain I been hurting inside good things don't last so it don't surprise adolescent about a drill down for a homicide
Spilla spilla blood on his hands traumatized
Believe in myself I know I can go
Plant seeds now overtime watch it grow
Believe in karma expect it for all dem dreams you sold
They failed to show me something I ain't seen before
Heavy weight you carrying don't take the easy route
Mind games persevere pushing leave the doubt
In my head be feelin free spacin in the clouds
Paranoid be by myself can't do the crowds
Good things don't last so it don't surprise
Adolescent about a drill down for a homicide
Spilla spilla blood on his hands traumatized
Searching for something wasn't there all along
Closest left him in the dark he feel all alone
If I'm right than I'm right I admit my wrongs
I been timing they forget everything's prolonged
If I shared apart of me I must have felt your soul
System stuff em in the pantry sit em till they get old
You kno the consequence can't take it back if he told
Feel the world against you hopeless I been there before
Broken tored down still living in the past
So much anger on the inside it feels good to laugh
Many fucked it up before so good things we pass
I remember when they laughed told me I was trash
Need some numb the pain I been hurting inside good things don't last so it don't surprise adolescent about a drill down for a homicide
Spilla spilla blood on his hands traumatized
Believe in myself I know I can go
Plant seeds now overtime watch it grow
Believe in karma expect it for all dem dreams you sold
They failed to show me something I ain't seen before
Heavy weight you carrying don't take the easy route
Mind games persevere pushing leave the doubt
In my head be feelin free spacin in the clouds
Paranoid be by myself can't do the crowds
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Writer(s): Ronald Ackerson Jr
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