Buried deep, shattered teeth
Looking down, not reaching out
I don't reach out
You done f*cked up now
I think that you should let it go
Not like you got a right to now
Don't even care if you understand me now
Well, fine this bitch, don't believe
Not like I need your words to relieve me
From stress that's been eating at me
Building a tragedy, paint me a travesty
Check my spirit, check my heart
I know they see I'm falling a part
Can your words make me whole
If I let you check my soul?
