Islands Songtext

von Music Paradise

As i sit smoke this blunt, I realize i got alot a people mad at me, men and women but oh well it does not matter to me.

I can't give no reasons for a way i be
I know i'm complicated but that just a part
Of me
I try to fix emotions but thats hard for me
Cause i don't give a fuck about a lotta things

Since i was youngin'I knew lotta things
I say more than what I should've if you asking me
You see Stewart Forest Cove was my first street
And my old house where heartsleeping
For eternity

They say why you mad I said don't talk to me
You say the wrong I'll break your arteries
The Violence I construct it feels like art to me
I do it easily, I know i, m off the edge but that
Comfort me

I remember memories and destiny
I put my back into the black sand and i fell
Asleep
Nowadays, I dont't rest so easily
I might say alot but don't say everything

I know things that can't be said so openly
I know things that folks don't know that's close to me
I know people lie that's why none close to me
I just smoking weed tryna find tha truth
About alot things

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