SCHUH - Transition/Graffiti

Love ain't as real as it use to be
I look in the mirror see two of me
He fed up with all of the drama he keep bottled up
And the fucker wont even speak
Look idk if this is sober me
Shit even the point of me making that statement
Should state to you that you don't notice me
These insecurities they worry me
Hovering over my past
One day I'll show you but still won't know how to react
People claiming that they real
I don't fucking feel
Your whole statement and that's
Kinda suspicious
Word to my god and word to my goals and all of the women
That keep me held down
Tho the ground falls from under us
Still they gone sit here and listen

Sick of talking in the past tense
Yeah I Hope to make this shit last it's
Just getting on my nerves
How the curves
Move more units than the track list

Are you feeling me yet
Course you don't
What You didn't know
Is that you seem to forget
Love and hate both feel the same
In their own context
Yet I digress

Can't seem to see the light at the end of the tunnel
Still I move
Still I move
Feel I'm in a whole world of trouble
Tell me what to do
Only if you knew
The price of living yeah that shit just doubles
The more you lose
The more you choose
Can't seem to see the light at the end of the tunnel
Still I move
Still I move

Can't seem to see the light at the end of the tunnel
Still I move
Still I move
Feel I'm in a whole world of trouble
Tell me what to do
Only if you knew

Graffiti on the wall like blood paint or war
Graffiti on the street we seen these before
Graffiti on the sidewalk yellow tape and all
Graffiti just the surface level hurting at our core
Paint the bigger picture cause they only taking portions
Tainted in our soul and whole's what's not
Afforded
Vices for vices our life is not important
Vices for vices how can we all ignore it

When I'm pushed I spray there's many things I could be
Bring life to grey
Or paint you up on your knees
The same life we breathe
Is similar inemenies
Touch my surroundings
Look deeper then you'll see
That all of us neglected
Elected for simple things
But none of that fulfills us
So we hold on to our dreams
But we don't got no guidance
And our life is full of violence
Last we hear is all the sirens
And there ain't no In between
And 911 they dialing
Man I can't afford the silence
Damn this life is like an island
Fuck There ain't no land to reach
Give me something real
That's more than just mass appeal
Let me grab and feel
Them handouts dont fulfill
Shit I been on the low
Cause others are just controlled
By material systems
I'm all alone by my soul
I'm scared of taking chances
But More scared of being stagnant
Is my life even worth it I'm hurting
Yet still I have it

Graffiti on the wall like blood paint or war
Graffiti on street we seen these before
Graffiti on the sidewalk yellow tape and all
Graffiti just the surface level hurting at our core
Paint the bigger picture cause they only taking portions
Tainted in our soul and whole's what's not
Afforded
Vices for vices our life is not important
Vices for vices how can we all ignore it

Graffiti on the wall like blood paint or war
Graffiti on street we seen these before
Graffiti on the sidewalk yellow tape and all
Graffiti just the surface level hurting at our core
Paint the bigger picture cause they only taking portions
Tainted in our soul and whole's what's not
Afforded
Vices for vices our life is not important
Vices for vices how can we all ignore it

Written by:
Caleb Schuhmacher

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