so my past comes back to haunt me again i aint ready to snap but im starting to bend lord how much can one man take i ha

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so my past comes back to haunt me again i aint ready to snap but im starting to bend lord how much can one man take i ha

so my past comes back to haunt me again i aint ready to snap but im starting to bend lord how much can one man take i have enough regrett to make any man break. i dont know how i manage to do so much damage guess thats what happens when you lie and take advantage. So my past comes back to haunt me again, A shadow in the alley where the darkness blends, I ain’t ready to snap, but I’m starting to bend, Lord, how much can one man take i have enough regrett to make any man break. I’ve seen the struggle, felt the weight on my chest, Regrets stack high, like I’m failing the test, Every choice I made, echoes in my mind, Lessons from the streets, yeah, they’re harder and harder to find. I hustle through the pain, keep my head in the game, But these old memories linger, like a ghost with no place Don’t know how I manage, stayin’ strong through the mess, But every scar I carry just adds to the stress. I walk a fine line, between hope and despair, With every step I take, feel the weight in the air, But I rise from the ashes, like a phoenix in flight, Streetwise survivor, ready to ignite.

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2 months ago

so my past comes back to haunt me again i aint ready to snap but im starting to bend lord how much can one man take i have enough regrett to make any man break. i dont know how i manage to do so much damage guess thats what happens when you lie and take advantage. So my past comes back to haunt me again, A shadow in the alley where the darkness blends, I ain’t ready to snap, but I’m starting to bend, Lord, how much can one man take i have enough regrett to make any man break. I’ve seen the struggle, felt the weight on my chest, Regrets stack high, like I’m failing the test, Every choice I made, echoes in my mind, Lessons from the streets, yeah, they’re harder and harder to find. I hustle through the pain, keep my head in the game, But these old memories linger, like a ghost with no place Don’t know how I manage, stayin’ strong through the mess, But every scar I carry just adds to the stress. I walk a fine line, between hope and despair, With every step I take, feel the weight in the air, But I rise from the ashes, like a phoenix in flight, Streetwise survivor, ready to ignite.

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2 months ago

Can you get me a respond on my dm?

2 months ago

I feel it also 💕

2 months ago

I feel it! 🤜🤛

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