Surface

Sick of shit everyday it will never change Leaving situations out of hope feeling strange Mind in a cell soul locked in a cage Filled with rage I'll find another way to get the spade Keep it up they say I'm doing good and good luck But the voice in the back won't shut the fuck up Quite frankly You ask me? I could give a fuck I speak softly but this misery is nothing close to diamond in the rough Can't find a purpose when I feel so worthless Can't find a way to get out when I feel as if I deserve this Can't find my passion when I'm laying on the floor I ask forgiveness a way to fix this nothing more (So give up) I have finally lost my touch On reality and all of my luck I'll keep a 9 on me and tucked Point it blank at my head until it fucking busts