Lyrics 9: 05 - D. James

First off I wanna say I'm sorry
You weren't perfect either, but I don't want no apology
Messin' with my heart, you were a part of me
I'll respect just what you want though, I get it
You don't need me now, but I'm part of your redemption
Without me you'd be dead, factually, no objection
I be flippin' through the panels just to look at my reflection
Then I stare and get perplexed while I'm thinkin'

"Does everyone leave 'cause it's not them it's me?"
I'm suffocated by this thought, I can't breathe
"Did I become this albums theme? I ain't mean to be twisted"
Introspective thoughts show me what I'm missin'
This time it's blank, I'm overworked and stressed
Need some cash from the bank, but I'm not that blessed
Can I grow from here, or is this my best
These are my thoughts when I'm 'lone
I'm doin' fine just on my own, I don't need no broad
Miscommunication got us separated, from a far
Now I just sit alone and drive in my car
Thoughts under these street lights, really gettin' dark
Prepared for prophecy's, my dreams can finally start
But I wake up from a nightmare, wishin' I could depart
Sad 'cause our memories just live in the dark
But then I get to thinkin' if that's my fault

First off I wanna say I'm sorry
You weren't perfect either, but I don't want no apology
Messin' with my heart, you were a part of me
I'll respect just what you want though, I get it
You don't need me now, but I'm part of your redemption
Without me you'd be dead, factually, no objection
I be flippin' all the panels just to look at my reflection
Then I stare and get perplexed while I'm thinkin'

You know, I talk to myself a lot 'cause lately I feel like, uhh
Well I'm just, at- at a certain point everyone ends up leaving me
So it's like, who do I really have?
I got myself, and I know I'm young
Don't gimme that shit like, "Oh its high school"
But like, you would, you would understand-

Drivin' home 9:05, 'bout a half tank of gas
I don't really wanna die, but I'm bound to crash
Reputation made of lies, now I'm speedin' fast
Keep findin' inspiration from the 2010's, and
I can't find my path, I'm so lonely I rap
Need a job, I'm broke, I just wanna go home
Look at lights on the pole, I see through my window
I'm speedin' too fast, 'bout 90 on the dash
Might hit a pothole, and trip like a fumble
Took two tabs of acid, 'bout an hour ago
Take my foot off the gas, then I clutch that brake
Ain't no cuts on my wrist, few scratches on the paint
But I love the pain, addictive tendencies start to feel the same
Lately feelin' great 'cause I love the way
Ya body seems to change from the time of the day
Now layin' by myself just don't feel the same
Just don't feel the same
(Just don't feel the same, just don't feel the same)
(Just don't feel the same, and I love the way)