4 Way (Interlude)

Will I fit in Walking around the tracks I make every day Repay to replay The year that I built my coffin When will I solve it When I took a hammer and used my grammar and created a banner To hang so I never forget Ran from the threats Counted my breaths While trying to pay my debts Running from death I let Myself thread the needle So the feelings weren't lethal I spoke to people Try to make my mind become more peaceful And then I came across this thing called music I was hoping a composition of sounds could be therapeutic I hoped that I could use it To escape the things that were viewed as parasitic I was pessimistic Writing, and on occasion, glance at statistics 'Cause I've decided to bite the bullet instead of trying to evade the reaper I've decided to try and cool it but still live the lifestyle of a dreamer I'm sorry for the wait but absence makes the heart grow stronger I'm set on my path straight Hoping I can be a lil bit fonder Stay counting the hours, I mean, what can I do When my mind overpowers 12 to 12s like French Blue Stuck to the game like some glue And let me give you a clue Back for another project And it isn't too soon