It's a feeling that crawls over me like an unlucky spider.
How do I settle into this? You breathe boy.
Relax that jaw.
Silence the outside voices.
The ones inside my head wanna keep talkin too tho.
You breathe boy
returning to the recording on my hp with a headphone in the jack.
3am on a flat air mattress
creating music for everyone and no one at the same time.
I had all this love to give.
I had all this love to give.
"This is where I start to kick a rhyme n
tell ya how you supposed to be mine n
I find it hard to say these lines when, when
you standin there lookin so fine n
I start to stutter cuz my mind goes a flutter n
I start to wonder what type of spell I'm under n
either way, I say it couldn't be better cuz
the day I saw ya face, I knew it'd last forever but..."
Breathe boy.
