"So how long can you live like this. I know this isn't who you really are. Do you want to break free, from all the lies you put in front? Now take them back. Do you want to break free?
I don't need a crew, to validate myself.
YOURE ALL THE SAME!"
There, I said it. Hopefully, I'm through with it, but probably not.
"I Never Said I Was A Fucking Poet I Never Tried To Be Something I Knew I'd Never Be There's No Use In Pretending I'll Tell You One Thing, So Listen Closely
I Am Done, Pistol Please I Can't Take This Anymore, Pistol Please I Am Done, Pistol Please"
"Some kind of friction has scarred me, but created your new style. My reasons to endure used to be based around who you were, and your brilliant passion that could blaze right in front of a perfect stranger. This is my downfall - my blemish, I've been told before."