FMS

I've been tracking yeah I've been tracking I've been a witness I've been faded by love at such a short distance And better than before No matter where I go Music is my own treasure, ain't depresha Trash ain't got a place in my religion Which is my own vision Understanding while I see my picture Gotta let that existentialism Feed my soul I've been craving for the old, for the real For the sincere fresh meal She finds all this places for the deal And we drinking red wine for the thrill Of it And we tryna discuss without Listening Your mind is not sharp enough To follow this Your ego tryna heal while all you do is Miss But all you gotta find is bliss Cuz I know now, I'm falling apart But times do get better when dreams come around And I might try To please my desire Feeling the fire Combustion gets tighter And hopes gone get better My way isn't clever It's just the conversion I hope that it matters I've been better than this before Cuz I know now, I'm falling apart But times do get better when dreams come around And I might try To please my desire Feeling the fire Combustion gets tighter And hopes gone get better My way isn't clever It's just the conversion I hope that it matters I've been better than this before