Ghost In The Machine

I know you got no type of words for me, ain't want you mad

What could I do to cause this feeling, missing what we had

Who the fuck hurt you then hurt me too, that make me so, so sad

Tryna make you a daughter, since your father, wasn't there in your past

Ayy, embracing Chi-Raq, this feeling might not last

Tryna fight my demons, melodies come cloud my head at last

I know you wouldn't have liked me way back in my past

But I'll get over it, I've been through shit that hurt this bad

I told her I was hurt but it ain't what it seem

I just feel like I'm too nice to get treated so mean