blue hour

When I'm down Can you be my town? There's no sound No people around Lookin' up the sky, see me willing to be shine One day I might die but I put my art in time The ocean so wide and I drown into their lie Sayin' like I'm fine even my style would be their dime I wish I can fly Wish that I can jump into the spotlight that I grind Despond every time when I lookin' into their eyes I'm tired I frankly to say that I got so many ways to end it up what I pay to not to be able to see the day Monday until Sunday, I've been traumatic Deeply down to the ground from my history Always beam to my people, I don't want them to see Cheer them up to the top, but I might die on my knee Tryna shape my style to be what they want me be And I know that it's shit for losing identity When I'm down Can you be my town? There's no sound No people around