This is how it starts....
When I was high//
it felt like I was flippin' n' flyin'.//
Now that I'm sober//
everyday it feels like I'm dippin' n' dyin'.//
Everyone likes to think that they can relate//
to all this hate that I feel with all this shit on my plate.//
But my sun's gonna rise//
N' I'll soon be the one listnin' to their penitent cries.//
When I'm makin' it....and I will.//
What's really goin' on is a temporary pact....//
And I despise listnin' to other people tellin' me how to act and react.//
But I'll do it....//
Cause I guess I'm the one who's got somethin' to prove.//
N' shit, there's not much else they can threaten that I'm gonna loose.//
This is how it ended....
I remember so vividly until the point of impact.//
