I had a dream my best friend died
We haven't talked in 3 weeks
If he is mad i guess its justified
If il call i hope hell change his mind
Missed calls i couldn't come back
After time he probably be like fuck that
Im Chasing dreams but really its success ,
,For what it worth i see some progress ,
Let it off you chest ,
I know you holding somthing
Spill it out
Spit it out
I see your feelings bubbling
I see right through you i read like a open book
If i look between the lines i see a mean boy acting shooked
brothers in crime
Laughing and crying
Two siblings
Stealing and lying
Im chasing that times , when i'm lonely i whine
I had a dream you were dying
So i
Just called to say im sorry
Ever felt so good you dream at night bout tragedies?
Ever felt so low you filled your heart with vanities?
Fuck reality,
i live in fantasies
I Speak profanities
provoke calamities
See how i manage these
feelings i had for years
I know i left
i know you mad
are you as mad as me?
Whats this thing about?
There's no doubt you my best friend
if i offended you im sorry we dont need to pretend
That making it on my own means i changed priorities
Its still-secret handshakes and loyalty
, neighborhood royalty
Rebel against the cause
That separates,
That resonates,
In hearts,
That you make wait
for missed called and -
Goodbyes instead to operate
So
I called to say im sorry
My mom told me
Dont be sorry change your ways
God knows ive been sorry now for days
I pray not to lay in the bed i made
I swear ill change
I swear ill change
This is the blood of my heart
Ill take you back to start
If i ever heard you were dead
It would tear me apart
You told me
Our bound is thicker then blood,
more then, brothers, i will
Be- here- forever, even departed i still
Whatever whenever what we'll do
We will
Have love for you ,
know - when everything is fake our connection always real.