Bedtime Story

Woke up with a bloody nose
Last day of the past
June 11th 2020
Last day of my class
May two thousand twenty one
I was still the man
May two thousand twenty two
I'm searching for my plan
Had my heart ripped out of my hand
Shut it like a clam
I failed that math in history class
And I ain't give a damn
I was told that i could have the world
I only need a path
Different from them days in South
When I ain't need a pass

I hung my head a couple times
My only promise is to You
I'll always see Your eyes
I'll sometimes look past all Your lies
And stay right by Your side
I hope You'll be here for the ride
And that You'll never slide
You're the only one I got
I'll treat You like a prize

I hope You'll be here for the ride
And that You'll never slide
You're the only one I got
I'll treat You like a prize

January 17
Dreams of suicide
Moments after Grandpa passed
A big part of me died
But that little face beside me
Would always keep me alive
And the music I would hear sometimes
Would bring tears to my eyes

I hung my head a couple times
My only promise is to You
I'll always see Your eyes
I'll sometimes look past all Your lies
And stay right by Your side
I hope You'll be here for the ride
And that You'll never slide
You're the Only One I got
I'll treat you like a prize

I hope You'll be here for the ride
And that You'll never slide
You're the only one I got
I'll treat You like a prize