Make The Money Make the money, don't let the money make you. Change the game, don't let the game change you. -Macklemore
Good Times It's all coming back to me now. The times I've cried, wished for something good. It doesn't come a lot, and I don't hold on to it, even if I could.
Blackout I don't know what I'm doing here. What can I do? I'm done fighting the thoughts inside of me. They're crawling out, One by one. Darkening my sight. Making all the bright things turn into night. I can't sleep. Maybe that's why. I'm always awake. Making my #life turn into hell.
Into The Darkness My eyes swollen red My lips blue Taking my last breath All because of you
Roses Are Red... Roses are red, Violet are blue, Opuss is sweet, I'm not very good at poetry
