~Leader of lost souls I stare down at my bare feet, question why I don't speak, I'm Becoming apart of the sea, I start slipping, sinking into the deep, hearing whispers between the trees, afraid of splinters if I decide to leave, Why does life seem so bleak these days, Needing a reason to breath these days, hearts becoming so weak these days, thoughts to break open my head, before i go to bed, i get these thoughts to break open my head, thoughts to sit N watch the blood sheed, paintings hung different shades of red, maybe paint it plant it over my moms head, i start to began to shake, continue take these meds, take my meds i need to go to bed, yes i confess, my feelings i start to fake, i need to shred off this hate i dont get scared of snakes, i call them all peep-holes cuz i can see through them fakes, i might be to late, maybe its my fait, whats all at stake, sitting at home all alone, feeling sorrows turning stone, searching tomorrow, my soul turns to black mold ive become so cold, feelings stuck in the lows, searching for a way home, will they take me for their own, will i make it back home, should I take a bet on my soul, should i give up should I fold, should i come back home alone, im a gypsy soul, i take long strolls, forever i roam, down all these roads, paving a path as i go, trying to find a place to call home, im the leader i hold the throne, no one better answer my phone, bitches always be calling my line, asking to meet up tonight asking me if im alright, all these people surrounding me, they act like they wanna be around me, then why do i feel like all they do is look down on me, maybe i just pull them all down with me, i never wanted you guys to drown with me, i never meant to make you frown cuz me, i just needed a hand to grab, im sinking into the deep Getting harder to speak, its getting hard to breath, maybe you're all playing a scene i never meant to make you so mad, im so fucking sad, i know im so fucking bad, im sorry im so blue, im sorry for all the things i didnt do for you, i need to take a few tabs, maybe take a fat dab, i gotta learn to relax before i say fuck it lets relapse, go take a few laps round the hoodrats sweat to the highest max, no one can lie to me all i see are acts, i smoke only straight gas, i mow my own grass to catch the snakes and rats in the act, i never asked for this Im blessed thats straight facts, i walk along wooden train tracks, i think about who stabbed me in the back, i need to get out of town so i start to pack, ill be able to count multiple stacks of cash, dont over react whenever i come back, everyone here just turns into black plaque, probably cause the whole towns straight wack, maybe the people hold back, everyone tells them they slack, demons remind them they lack, cause they picked the crack, they lost all sight and got thrown off track, they need to take this life of theirs back.