Svlace - Things Change.

Ridin' round with a void, deeper than their pockets
Things change, people changed, so that's what I called this
I wouldn't smile if its fake, its just dishonest
Everything comes with a rate, still couldn't charge them
Its not worthwhile to force a smile, the worst disguise is in denial
Thrown in the fire, if you're a liar, didn't even try to go the mile
Got people close, its been months since we ain' spoke, what is up
I'm keeping note of lost love, now I'm remote, and run it up

Run it up, give a fuck about them
Can't be stuck in the past, yeah, forgive, don't forget
Closet full of skeletons, but in the size of a gymnasium
Say it with your breasts, stop tryna speak up with your labia
Betrayal sucks, fuck saving ya, a pretty pest like ladybugs
And shoutout to those fucks who were my friends, y'all started changing up
Y'all changed for the worst, won't get no invite to the stadiums
Where I will perform, instead, just watch me on the gaming hub
Hatred settling into your heart, begging I fall
The basis of all your prayers to God, bet, its my fault
Literally preying on my downfall,
The ones who blame their failures on others, be the lamest ones who doubt all
Pathetic, self doubt, I dead it
Self care and a little discipline, convinced me that I'm ready
Feeling a little more fearless now, shit, I guess I changed too
But seeing all these weirdos out, makes me wanna fade soon

Ridin' round with a void, deeper than their pockets
Things change, people changed, so that's what I called this
I wouldn't smile if its fake, its just dishonest
Everything comes with a rate, still couldn't charge them
Its not worthwhile to force a smile, the worst disguise is in denial
Thrown in the fire, if you're a liar, didn't even try to go the mile
Got people close, its been months since we ain' spoke, what is up
I'm keeping note of lost love, now I'm remote, and run it up

Written by:
William Sturman III

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