Forty eight hours till the end

Sixty five since the

Ten seven eight since the

Forty eight hours till the end

Sixty five since the

Ten seven eight since the

Where the time going, baby?

Where the time going?

Where the time going, baby?

Where the time going?

About-bout ten winters ago it was heavy snowing

Blind couldn't see the pain

Last time I seen my sister but her feeling still remains

Yeah her dimples still remain

Etched deep in my cheeks

This verse makes me weak

Right before he left the pin

Right before they drown in liquor

Right before I caught my sins

Right before I picked the pen to tell the stories from within

Right before that friendship end

Right before my brother born I'm a stranger in the home

Why I'm feeling so alone

Miss my sister but she gone

Miss my brother but he gon

Where my daddy? he ain't kin

I'm suppressing it within

Now it's anger in my home

Deep depression in the dome

Burnt skin current year

Self harm was how I

Coped

How I cope

Baby, how I cope