Mr.Wacko
Truththebull
1:58It's hard to see me I grieve, I pixelated the picture Beneath this floor is another door I wouldn't dare enter Would you hold my hand? Yes I'm a man But it's things I still don't understand Who wrote these instructions? Running through this maze Trynna figure out this phase I've been lost for days Who gone find me in this screen Before I'm in a grave Not sure bout what I prayed for But I gotta make sure it Count, count, count Just a little out, out, out Of the window's Doubt, doubt, doubt That haunts me on this main floor Seeping through the baseboard Let's get deep, sink you feet You ain't cry when you cousin died Underneath, what they see Only you and I know who's inside Let's get deeper, let's go back To them apartments you were four And you had to watch your pops walk out the door Give you more Let's go high You were 6 when you said Don't touch me Black eye outside your cubby You would think that no one love me And I hate to say it And I hate to say it's true But it's either me or you And I know who you are It's hard to see me I grieve, I pixelated the picture Beneath this floor is another door I wouldn't dare enter Would you hold my hand? Yes I'm a man But it's things I still don't understand Who wrote these instructions? Running through this maze Trynna figure out this phase I've been lost for days Who gone find me in this screen Before I'm in a grave Not sure bout what I prayed for But I gotta make sure it Count, count, count Just a little out, out, out Of the window's Doubt, doubt, doubt That haunts me on this main floor Seeping through the baseboard