Unrighteous Minds
• Written by Fallsway
You ever meet someone nice, until they drop the niceness,
All you need is advice, but then they leave you lifeless,
Need them just like this, loyaltys overcome by royalty and prices,
Enticing your life, and oblivious to your strife, bitch,
It's really hard livin' life like this,
Fuck all this bullshit, I'm done fucking fightin'
Making a difference is simply my vision, that's how I'm driven' and I'm finally winning,
It's hard to choose a superstition, Fall flat on my face when I lose my position,
Basically forgotten when a problem arisen, gone for 6 days, now I'm left only wishin'
He didn't die, oh lord why, it's a stupid rap site, but what I write is my life,
Roommates with strife, fell flat on my face, while holding a knife,
Thought I was something, not even nice, why were you frontin? Now I'm craving a knife,
Crave taking a life, faking being nice, researching how the hangmans noose is tied,
This is what I feel like, but this is my life, ain't nobody care when your going through strife,
What you think I was like? Only bitchs ignore, I keep it real and right. Then you shut the door,
I was in on the fight, now I'm down on the floor, now there's rules on absence in store???
Like what the fuck? I gave my all to you, trying to act sane, oh the pain to not unfollow you,
Stuck in the fucking rain, and the ground is what I'm falling through, I really did trust in you,
That's getting really hard to do, you don't know what I was going through, phoney dude,
Going rude, hell is what I'm flowing through, knowing you, was really cool,
Kick my feelings, and while your at it, the stool.