Every time you hurt,
la la la la la.
Every time you've done something,
it's for a reason, just one.
If you forget a thing,
never say it back.
Because you forget it, maybe it's not right.
Yeah.
My ever-changing self is turning me around.
I'm trying to make a sense of how to work things out.
Seems that it has to do with everybody else but me.
Feeding,
I put a limit cross with my subconscious mind.
Without me realizing that they're growing,
like images of misery.
Ooh, I gotta stop.
I think I lost the plot.
Look, things I don't have colonize my thoughts.
Desire is a curse
legitimized by the ops.
Wasn't long ago,
it was just a dollar and a dream on the block.
I know God is changing, that change never stops.
Only fools wish for fame.
It's a shame,
don't get lost.
Freak been my first name,
lot of pain in the frost.
But the warmth in
my heart can make life a fun blast.
My ever-changing self is turning me around.
I'm trying to make a sense of how to work things out.
Seems that it has to do with everybody
else but me.
Feeding,
I put a limit cross with my subconscious mind.
Without me realizing that they're growing,
like images of misery.
Yo,
temp of that pyramid has told me life was
about balancing its beginnings and ends.
I frequently challenge me like,
why can it be like this forever?
Guess in the end, it's death that's a blessing.
Shedding these vestiges,
I mourn for every single version I thought I was.
Even the current ones I love will be circumvented by better blood,
bro.
I can't help but make a mess with all this multitude's unfolding.
All I gotta do is chew the fruit juice,
it's proof.
Given the apple, you better chew.
Boy, you better chew.
Ooh,
ooh, ooh,
ooh, ooh.
Maybe people are just staying hungry with you.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Maybe they're just lying.
My ever-changing self has got me upside down.
Just wanna make a sense of how to break it down.
Seems that it has to do with nobody else but me.
Fissions of the deepest fears are coming back to me.
It feels like I can't break free.
That's a bright equanimity.
Yeah, equanimity.
Try to get rid of me.
Can't write history.
I haunt each memory.
If God don't send for me,
I'll make hell feel heavenly.
And who I was, not who they pretend to be.
Man in the mirror been my only real enemy,
but he won't be eventually.
First thing I gotta do is accept the inner peace.
It's the only thing meant for me.
Yeah, true.
My ever-changing self is changing,
changing all the time.
There's no sense on trying,
trying to understand.
I'll just stop.
I'll just stop.
And observe what's happening.
I'll just stop.
Stop.
We're trying to understand.
I'll just stop.
Woo-way, woo-way.
Stop my friend for what is on the way.
Believe in I won't fade away.
The dumbest thing is giving up.
Just the world is on the turn.
Just turn around.
And you would see yourselves.
Things are like a mirror.
What you send to that mirror,
the mirror is sending to you.
Is it bad thing?
You're getting a bad thing.
Is it a good thing?
You're getting a good thing.