Footprints Lyrics

I've seen shit that your heart couldn't fathom

Well mine didn't, I'm still lost, it's a battle

It don't make sense, fear at straws that I'm grasping

Obedience, all these laws that we're trapped in

That's why people lie, cause the truth just do not favor them

While all I do is try not to lose my fucking brain again

Remember getting high, it left me too damn fucking faded, man

Met Lucy in the sky, turns out that that bitch is a traitor, damn

Turns out she didn't want me, or she wanted me to suffer

Made a hobby just to haunt me, but would never be a lover

Wait, I don't know at this point, was that Lucy or the other?

It's a game of exploits and spending years to then recover

But I don't play that shit man, I don't even trip, no

Not since I took that last damn and tossed it out the window

They thought that they was locked in, but still they fucking missed though

I guess it's hard to not when the target is the pistol

Reload, and don't you miss again, that shit is simple

Been low, but try and try to never fucking impose

I'd rather chill on my own, contemplate the time gone

Run away and find home, somewhere I can hide from

The knowledge of the places that I've seen when I was high bound

I'm crawling as they chasing with my freedom sweating my brow

Can't fall before I make it, don't believe in trying to find out

My calling isn't saving, I'm not Jesus, let me lie down

I miss home, feels like I'm never going back

I guess I'm on my own, might have a fucking heart attack

I sit and cry alone at night, till I pick up the phone and dial

I hear my mom at home, then smile, gotta make it for a little while longer

Gotta get my brain out of the slumber, bitch I can't fold

Gotta make it least till the next summer, then the next fall

Heart torn, fighting through the torture

Through thorns, I run, far away from the storm

The storm, it equals my mistakes, sit by a tree and contemplate

The things I've done, the things I hate, I reminisce and meditate

I find a beat, I'm pressing play, I grab my pen and start to shake

Had too much weed, I'm lost in space, man, I don't know what else to say

I'm wrong, think I took too many hits, I'm so gone

So long, since the last time that we took a pic together

Sad songs replay in my mind all goddamn night long

Stay strong, fighting all your demons

Ay, ay, I might need a exorcism, pulling on the lever system

Hoping someone come to listen, I think I might need a second

I think Imma need some distance, everything is fucking missing

Try to help but not convincing, sick of motherfuckers switching on me

Bro, the only one who seems to agree

That's why we just chilling with that T and R and then B

TRB the realest brothers, go ahead and dis-a-fucking-gree

I'll be sitting by my tree, all you haters ain't mean shit to me