23 (The Redux)
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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