23 (The Redux)

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Daimare Black

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Can't wrap my head around my emotions
How can I tell you of last year's events
Give me a shot of goose, no Bourbon
Before I get into my feelings and start to vent
Ever since Kit left, been feeling broken
Should've said something, didn't want an argument
Had everything, now I got nothing
The break was the start of my misfortunes
Nothing will be the same (I'm to blame)
Where do I aim (got nothing to gain)
What changed everything (don't know mane)
She was my only main (no side dame)
Feeling like Parker, without Mary Jane
Feeling like Ray, wishing on planes
Doesn't know she's a strain on my brain
Want to say I love her, gotta refrain

Sorry Mommy, your baby boy is gone
He left to join grandma in the beyond
Wish I could go back to be young,
So I can stop feeling torn
Some days I wish I was done
Some days I wished I wasn't born
Some days I wish I was gone
I don't think I belong

23 years old, and I'm losing control
With no one to hold, no shine to behold
Nothing I write will ever be cold
Will I make it til I'm grey and old
Stay within the lines, what I've been told
Someone tell me what the hell is my role
In the end will my story be told
I'm 23 years old
23 years old, and I'm losing control
With no one to hold, no shine to behold
Nothing I write will ever be cold
Will I make it til I'm grey and old
Stay within the lines, what I've been told
Someone tell me what the hell is my role
In the end will my story be told
I'm 23 years old

Thought a job pose to keep us ahead
Member stay ten steps ahead
Now we got no place to rest our heads
Just want to lay in my own bed
All these emotions, I don't shed
Going through those days wishing I was dead
Feeling like the cause I'm so fed
Feelings and emotions got me feeling red
23 years old with a fine art degree
Done nothing since university
I don't smile through the tragedy
I'm not happy, so let me be

Sorry Mommy, your baby boy is gone
He left to join grandma in the beyond
Wish I could go back to be young,
So I can stop feeling torn
Some days I wish I was done
Some days I wished I wasn't born
Some days I wish I was gone
I don't think I belong

23 years old, and I'm losing control
With no one to hold, no shine to behold
Nothing I write will be cold
Wonderin' will I make it til I'm grey and old
Stay within the lines, what I've been told
What the hell is my role
In the end will my story be told
I'm 23 years old
23 years old, and I'm losing control
With no one to hold, no shine to behold
Nothing I write will ever be cold
Will I make it til I'm grey and old
Stay within the lines, what I've been told
Someone tell me what the hell is my role
In the end will my story be told
I'm 23 years old

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