Been Hiding

I've been gutted, never had a in my mouth
28 so I'm out fuckin' around
And I'm coming' around, you know how slow goes
Five years back there was coke in the nose
Now there's dirt on the clothes
Little hurt in the throat
Got pales a plane, beats bail the broke
Feet fail me now, tryna' sit for a spell
In between two streams hope I live to tell (live to tell)

For the reasons I came I left
It's a sort through the drawer, these are pieces I kept
Make peace with the rest when ledge is home
Got a hand strum for you lets hope it holds
Let's smoke it slow, sun gone hide, we ain't speaking till' the well run

Smoke it slow, sun gone hide, we ain't speaking till' the well run dry

He loves the sunshine, but spend his whole life tryna' reach the sunset
And know he has but one mind he spend his whole life tryna' balance on two legs
And now I, studied the mirror, stare through the eyes to one mind, I used to call
my mine [?]
Listen to a lyricist's, therapists still with a list, it suggests it's serious (serious)
Just I might I meant follow this and I'm seeing love across the road
Can't cross the street, froze and oppose with the hold on the rose with the poles
too long and the petals for my nose
And if that dark room lifeless, where its souls exposed and pictures priceless
[?], behind darks curtain, lie there certain that it's better than the hurtin'
Thought that for lurking in cursive as if purpose is worth being concerned with
Thought that for lurking in cursive as if purpose is worth being concerned with