cut to fit mix tape

this phone has never set so heavily in my shorts before. i step slightly out the door only to obsorb the sun of another turn of this earth. and it's like these feelings burst in their rebirth through every single day. i can't be strong anymore. i've fuckin lost it. i'm tore. to shreds as i kept all this in. i walked around like a loose cannon eyes on the floor panel and a routine that would demean the normal days worth of happiness or anythin close. what they say ,it is true when it rains, yeah it pours. like when you enter my mind i just can't hold shut these doors. so you come bursting through it's like all ghosts like a former you. but you're cold and your hard i feel it well in my eyes and of course here it comes a fuckin peace of me dies. i'm so afraid of loosing the you that i knew. the things that we shared. tried untrue. but my heart won't let me hold it against you, somethin tells me you should feel all lucky, so do you to have some man bent over you so bad that he'd tear his world down to know that you'd have anything and everything in every single way the kinda love an angels wings could only unfurrel. i'd die for you i've said it years ago. yeah still true. and as we grew i finally knew that i ain't alive without you.