Journal Lyrics

When the ice melts and the water pours its genius

Don't be malicious

For the roots still uphold the tree

Even when the leaves fell and water took it somewhere else

I tend to fantasize about my death

To see what's left

What's my legacy? What is Des?

Maybe nothing more, maybe nothing less

I won't lie, I forget I'm black sometimes

Why do I cry every time I take drugs?

Is it because I know I hurt people?

Is it because I know I need to?

Life seems almost too real at moments

When I leave my name is slurred

And don't think I don't know it

My silence feels stronger than my voice at moments

"This high road I'm taking"

Am I a phony?

Why do I test morality?

Should I test my mortality?

I saw a clip and it was a chick

Playing Russian roulette

Speaking of your greatest weakness

What's your greatest weakness?

To kill, to have freedom, to die

To love, to leave, to lie

To commit, get mad, to cry?

You know when I think of what scares me, it's the idea of just getting by