Left the stu today I got home feel defeated Not feeling what I read the mic miss seeing all my tears Voice screaming in my head it make me dream about my fears This dream about my fear It's creeping up so near My girl don't even notice I ain't feeling like myself it's I pause and look inside before I ask why she's so selfish The cards that I was dealted The properties to melt this It's been so fucking long since I ain't even fucking felt shit Don't know if I can help this Don't know if I can help it Destructive patterns riddle me with holes but I ain't fell yet Think it's too hard to tell yeah Think it's too hard to tell it I can't think of the words to talk it through but I could yell it I think I need to tell her I think need to tell him This world don't give a mother fucking fuck about your feelings Don't talk about your feelings Don't talk about your life Don't speak about your truth unless you talk it through your mic You talking through your mic Keep talking through your mic Don't talk about your past Unless you walk to make it right I want to make it right I want to make it You've got to make shit right You've got to Nathan Low confidence is plight Respond to that shit Keep striding through those nights We sponsor that shit If one reason I write They bump to that shit And I stay tumpin that shit Think I'm in love with that And I ain't even know what that is