Cycles

Nobody to come on over Nobody to count on when I'm here The cycles are changing order The time from the clock begins to veer A pessimist you're hard headed overthinking on the the fact on what still Kind of crazy my assumptions from the press was false for what is real spill And I ain't even know the shit you wanna talk about but I ain't reeling And I ain't even know I couldn't breath but I know I ain't bleeding Tell me something I don't really feel I'm moving passed what I was dealt (f*ck) Break the stigma, fight the feeling, dap me up about my mental health (huh?) Season changes, mind is jaded, zoning out a count, could you tell? I don't think you're getting to me, run about me, take my hand and yell Nobody to come on over Nobody to count on when I'm here The cycles are changing order The time from the clock begins to veer Given up on everything, I guess it needs to die There's no reason to cling to those I leave behind Cycles change, I rearrange Now, tell me what it means to me Dealing with the ghosts so close to home only eats at me What you need? I need to be alone, it's owed indeed Been swimming in the open, soulless seas Forgiving myself, trynna grow in peace So, would you mind? I need a day I just need to fade away Nobody to come on over Nobody to count on when I'm here The cycles are changing order The time from the clock begins to veer