Abyss

Christopher Ballard

Time keeps running don't chase it
I been wasteful
And going thru relations
No more fake friends
Gossip two faces
Talking slick and when ya around no trace
Yeah I'm still on I can't quit
I swear this music shit keeps my heart racing
Patience a little more patience
I won't keep you waiting
I'll be on my way
Broken promises
I've done the same
Choices beyond me
Head first in the flames
But let's be honest we all feel the pain
Right our my face
Misdirection and sway
It's ok
My direction needed change
Innovative is just how I behave
If you can not relate stay in your Frame
Nocturnal love engulfed in the abyss
I'm back with some sense
Ain't common Here
The places I'm going some won't Even dare
Ain't no comparison I'm not in Character
I been this way
Me myself and some maryjane
You all hype
I see thru shine & bling
In to deep
I know you'll lie to me
I'm myself and that is my worst Enemy
No one else be you I feel the energy
It ain't hard to tell karmas my yin NSYNC
Out of reach like don't bother me
Games still the same drag us down Beneath
Sound asleep while the world in Pieces
I ain't free and I don't think I'm even close
I seen you before In my dreams
And when I'm woke
I'm taking off I'm gone
I had to leave all I know
My passions high like dope
One hit to the sky I go
Yeah I am from texas can't you hear It in my tone
No I don't rap like the next man
I'm still trying to stay afloat
These Colors trigger murder so Absurd
But I'd be wrong
Greed is kind with ease
No truth behind the pride they show
Reborn from lessons learned I'm Growing and still on the search
You dying from the thirst and need a Daily dose of hurt
But not ya own
The only pain I feel is when I'm Broke
I know I know I need more money Fancy cars and hoes
I don't I won't Give in my people need more choices Tho
Distorted voices flow When I speak listen close
Ain't no pot on stove I wasn't Whipping cookie doe
So how can I relate
I don't give no fucks today
In every way
Still end up dazed
What a fucking shame
I'm on my way up to the top
And
I don't need the fame
I'm Cursed like hex
And I can tell
When they start to change
How the hell I end up here
Where they all feed off pain

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