Receipts

Look into my truth transform and turn into my own Medusa To conclude, a lucid poof Of moving through my life recluse Me and you or me and me Stunned by seeming weak I preach to speak of sanity To my own me, in time we'll see I see a sea of misery, double c No biz for me, prefer some chic I speak and leak thoughts Onto sheets, Please No thots for me I want a she whose there for me Not with not a care for me All we got is frailty, yeah Want to be her atlas Maybe at last we will out last All the doubts and cold accounts As I've been wanting lately She don't hear me she just sees me Distance not endearing Emotions clearing from the Fear of feeling Thats repairing inside of me No heart or part of me thinks shes apart from me We'd flow like blood through arteries Give life to large receipts that we repeat when thoughts recede Thought shed be the one for me Its a shame, to say the least Erased receipts from pain proceed Patience speaks, and pain just reeks If it costs me my peace Then it's too costly for me May have lost some receipts But I tossed yours in the sea If it costs me my peace Then it's too costly for me May have lost some receipts But imma cop the shine in me If it costs me my peace Then it's too costly for me May have lost some receipts But I tossed yours in the sea If it costs me my peace Then it's too costly for me May have lost some receipts But imma cop the shine in me