Old Files

A six year old trauma A six year old caught up A bitch has been distorted by a six year old trauma And so these smiles are lying up a six year old trauma These smiles are telling lies, it means I lie with every smile it's a six year old caught up Fourteen years later I'm still lost in every trauma Geno thee informer Geno the reporter The lies are now recorded So all so suddenly they feel the need to be important like they showed me some Supporting Or loved me like they'd loose me so the misery recorded Alluded with the musical illusions of a movie The listeners are just watching The listeners are just watching These are the feelings that got lost with time These are the feelings I've been told to hide, to hide Cause these are the feelings that will speak through time These are the feeling I was told to hide, to hide Main cam held by the main man I'm talking 'bout above The father and the son Supposedly the main fam supposed to show me love Classified the fictional delivery of love The clutter in my art will tell you every word I utter is a stained pain It's a pain that stayed since, Since the day I age six Music is my connection to the holy maker I hope that I survive to birth some other lessons I hope that it survive to bless some other lost ones These are the feelings that got lost with time These are the feelings I've been told to hide, to hide Cause these are the feelings that will speak through time These are the feelings I was told to hide, to hide