My real friends never hearing from me fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me, thats why I pick and choose I dont get stuff confused, I got a small circle Im not with different crews ↗
I was nothing but a failure. A fucked-up, broken shame.
I was nothing but this emptiness. A shell ruined by fame.
Don’t be afraid to shatter, baby, if that will set you free.
I’ll find you in the pieces and that will unbreak me. ↗
Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells, the happy endings, and the fairy tales, is the reality of shattered lives and broken dreams. We carry on. ↗