Seeing different colors
Baby that’s the real me
got plenty new potions
so urs not appealing
baby i see a new ocean
going cause nobody feel me
if i was blind everyone fear me
but i can see no one endears me

too much time alone
and nobody knows
what’s left in my head
it’s not a pot of gold
it’s a pit-a hole
in my conscious 
they want take my soul
just to digest
too much on my mind
had to digress 
plan on my demise
where my last time at
sip the poison slow
time to face facts
hoping they don’t know
i’m my own wreck

you didn’t want me rlly
you didn’t see the vision
i thought i had you really
but it’s true that you never admitted 
I knew that this was a fake feeling
I know that you didn’t rly feel me
stuffing love in the pills you was dealing
wondered why my limit was the ceiling

Different Colored Potions

Truck-kun