Creek Stones

Brandon no, one, has ever, been, like you Wake up in the morning and I Get straight to my grind oxymoron afternoon I twist the stick up and unwind Night time riding City light be shining lightly off my eyes I pour up another cup to keep Some shit up off my mind All the time, I be getting high I'm still out my mind Living life, I've been living life Tryna live it right When I die, if I'm still alive I'm on the other side In my eyes, nothing matters, still I find a reason why Still, I try to find the meaning Reading in between the lines In the sky, I see the moon It touch me gently every night Feel the breeze across my face to Let me know I'm still alive Used to be the one to stress, now I get checks up to my eyes, to my eyes Things went bad from the moment when I stepped in that line Knowing that I'm only there to Maybe catch your eye It gets me so high every time Maybe I should just focus On myself this time why did you slip by? No, one, has ever, been, like you --- Creek Stones - OmenXIII and Sosi