The heartthrob tapes... part 1 Teeny little pieces of my psyche scattered across the thoughts that make me Im kidd krool cos who else could i be It took way too long to make a mixtape I could fill a million mixes with my pain The only thing these songs have in common is i felt the same. The same way i said it. Thats how i felt. The same pain the same strain, the croak in my voice thats here to stay. The times i shut my mouth, and didnt say what i wanted to say Shirking releases, since i was afraid. Constantly late. Returning phone calls at a much later date. Hiding from my friends because i wasnt feeling great. I just never wanted them to see me in that state. A girl ripped my ticker out my chest and wouldnt give it back. Im sorry that i wasnt there, just because of that. There's always time for new slates. I cant miss the chances now see My vision is straight So i can focus now, on the end of the race The timeline where i live till the end of my days With a smile on my face So I left all that in the heartthrob tapes