Far Away

I'll keep running and fall, I'll fall away I was taught to protect myself and my space

You taught everything I chased, so much written not erased

I said just give me some space, I said just give me some space

I just need myself a second, I'm gone count my blessings

Ain't count you out, no stressing And that's without the question

No I'm forgetting, stepping The love's hygienic wrecking

I'm destined for a blessing Someone with respect and

Always asking me these questions with these speculations

Sound like the fed with all the allegations

I think that you should slow down to take your patience

No Dr. Conrad Murray, I got no patience