BORN TO BE

It's systematic We're synthetically grown in a system Some bitch named Morgan Told me To f*ck off So I fucked off Ain't even part of my dinner Bucking weed Hands getting sticky Call me a trimmer Head stuck Let me out this has been way too picky Please Let me be I told you I'd never leave As I was walking out the door Smack my meat up a little more Alone on my knees Browsing through these whores Life can be such a bore I had sworn to be a better man Now sitting here not grinding for cheddar Screw that Pick up my slack Wield my sword with a mighty grip like Bruce Lee Lay down in these sheets Get up in a heart beat if I had another chance I'd let you be I love you always Sorry to say I'm afraid So afraid it took me away I'm so afraid don't let it take me away Now I can't tell where the opportunity begins And my old home ends What ifs taken to lengths I Can't understand yet Though in the back of my head I Hear her name I'm saying it I know for certain that We're in a game Real sensations Real thoughts Real feelings I was lost in Saw a cross in the sky Memories starting to chase me For my life A strife I can't seem to escape Oh Lord, what is this I hear you say What are you attempting say Speak up I can't hear what you have to say