What if I told you that it was all in vain?. Would it still hurt you?. Would you still feel the same?. Said its impossible-possible. So impossible. . But you're still waiting on the moment breath is bated.
Simmer down, know you're angry. I can make, make it okay. I can tell, I'ma be your baby. Feel your stress melting away somehow. These hoes you know won't hold you down.