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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Steven Montes
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Montes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steven Montes
Engineer
Lyrics
What's it gonna take for me to change?
I done lost everybody that I had back in the day
Wicked ways, mom's telling me to pray, but I'm ashamed
To stop the pain I'll put a bullet through my brain
Looked her in the face and pulled the trigger, but it skipped one
Figured I was here for a reason, so let me pick some
The devil's talking to me, but I told the Lord I'm his son
Said he couldn't tell because of my sinful addiction
It's got a hold of me, controlling slowly, can't go to sleep
I sold my soul for cheap, no receipts, so I'm sulking hopelessly
You see, I wasn't supposed to make it past that 25
Wasting my potential, telling lies is all I do, right?
Running out of time,
Finish line in my mind keeps getting further
Vivid memories unheard of
Shepherd's son with no converter
Self-loathing, no self-control, often leading to self-murder
So if you see tell her I never meant to hurt her
I'm sorry
And other words I've said too often
Caught up in my web, I felt lost then
So imagine now, still picking up pieces that cut me years ago
Never fully healed, shed tears I should've dropped years ago
No even flow, I rest my head on pillows of concrete
Made too many turns down wrong streets
All of my dirty laundry is out on La Brea, you wanna take a look?
Rip another page from my open book, I'm supposed to cook
Cause therapy never worked and nobody listens anyway
So all the fucked up shit in my mental
I got the nerve to say is getting heard today
God never responded when I pray
So I'm holding up both my middle fingers high until they murder me
I'm so ashamed, wanna slice my veins and bleed for the broken
Played with emotions, yet I'm still hoping that her arms will be open
When I come back a better man
Fuck it, I won't come back at all
Shots heard down the hall where I battle withdrawls
Body sprawled on the floor of dirty bathroom stall
No more filling the void, I'll enter it
And if I said it, I fucking meant this shit
So when you think about me, baby, don't forget the good times
I know the bad outweighs it all, I'm walking over thin lines
Told you that I've been fine, but I've been lying
Karma's coming back around, I think it's fucking time I finally get mine
Written by: Steven Michael Montes

