I opened up the door to you, we used to call you family
I even broke my back one two, one two three times I was real
Yeah I would walk through hell with you, trust I know growth is a process
Now its rightfully time to leave 'cause obviously you still love manipulation
I bet that you wish I would forget this
But these lessons have the tendency to stay fresh
I'm not even one to cut ties cause I'm loyal
But consider us done
Allow me to explain myself, actually I don't even want to
This is about mental health and your not wanting to understand
Brings to mind city nights that I died trying to be kind while you twisted words of the Lord
Forgetting my spirit can hear Him directly yes one too can speak
Why you blaming Him for? Manipulation, consider me gone
Seven times seven seven several times
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Fa'afetai tele lava Mata Fonoti for making the music
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