side notes

side notes high hopes, that's why I'm looking to the sky foe. we die slow, blindfolded on tight rope.im always buzzing on a high, low frequency, a spyrol . goodbye hoe , I'm always yelling while my eyes low. I really wanna stay sober but I'm always high though. always missing my goal. I'm stuck in a maze anyways, walking circles as I'm filled with pain. the pain pills I keep poppin I don't ever feel a thang. I always try my best for us but yet I'm the one to blame. everytime leave and come back nothing ever changed. I know I gotta change my range. decompression from my brain. frequent memories of being left in the rain. feeling abandoned and slain. I stand alone always screaming Sinn Fein. yall playing like this is a game I beat you bent like a frame. if you don't get what I'm saying. . I'll take you to the after life, if you ain't acting right. empty out the magnum twice. then toss you like a bag of rice. bagged up twice.