Songtexte Please Consider My Thoughts, It's Fear - Syn Suitcase

I left - the last day and I didn't know
My grand mammy withering away angels laid in snow
Please take some considering acts
My brain clouded with smoke and I don't even smoke
One call to my boy and I can get a spoke
Please lay some words on my heart
It's broken cracked it corrades
Like some abstract art value lowers when it folds
So be careful with what you say one word can cause an over stroke
I got a problem not relating with my lady's folks
Or anyone's folks
My mama left and my daddy broke
It usually warps the other way around
But I guess god got a funny way to boast

I fear to hurt and I fear of her
The risk too high to bare and I ain't tryna splurt
Hit a snare set a beat for me to spit out n' blurt
My overthinking thoughts have to be thrown into the dirt
Please forgive my acts
It's too late
I treated you like a ass
I dreamed we're soulmates
The love bomb I played felt like a tailgate
But my mind way of thinking of us acts as a snail race
Please my words are sloppy
Maybe I lack embrace
To you this is probably just another case of a wacko tweaking via head space
So all I can udder is I'm sorry
I got some debts to be paid