paroles de chanson Rocket - Levi Hinson

I got marks on my body like a rocket
My old bitch told me she was tired of talking
Now I'm looking out the window getting sloppy
Sick and tired of this shit it's starting nothing

I see that moon came through phases
We both growing, we going through changes
And we changed both our of arrangements
Second guessing myself and the fucking people I hang with
I swear that I'm insatiable but you made me great, bitch
And you made me hate this
Fucking body I crawl in
Causing I was acting so selfish
I was wasting my calling
Ignoring shit that you called in
All for falling through august
All for self preservation
Swear you don't know what you taught me
And my heart was so stainless
I gave into anxious
I know what I fucked up
And what all it's containing
And I'm no show up to coping when my heart's here and breaking
I wish I'd said I loved you when I had the chance to say it and show it
Some information, dawg it's hard just to know it
Heartbreaking ain't nothing but fucking rusty for this poet
And if it's any consolation I'm changing
I pray to god you pardon all my mishaps and disregard all my lateness
But ima say the same shit I said to you when we were near
Girl, you the only one who makes me feel this fucking clear
I wish I'd had the guts to toughen up and keep you dear
I did some dirty shit, I really gotta clean the mirror
Examination, my lack of patience
Losing my best friend to this motherfucking contagion
If you got words to say to me then say them
I'm done directing blame your way, I promise I ain't playing
It's been so hard to face it
But you the reason I can even say it
I'm fucked up, I need growing, I need truth, I need changing
I need no type of grace from you, I know you prolly hate me
It's got me feeling faceless, can't compare to how you feel, I fucking played you
I never meant to rearrange all of your heart's doors
If I was back in time, you'd be the one that I fought for
Apologized a million times for times when I'd fall short
But falling short of changing, that's some shit that's so uncalled for

I'd call your phone but I don't have your number
I'm always waiting on your face through in my slumber
I wish I handled it different, can't get no comfort
I'm wrong, apologies that I can't make in this song
Shit that's too specific for wax, my phrases I tax daily
Times with you that I did not savour
Paces that I changed for my anxious
I fucking hate me
I miss you more than I thought
I've been drowning myself in substance, ignoring the things I saw
All on account of your heart
Taking shots in the dark
I pray that you hear these thoughts
2:31 in the morning saying sorry for the times we lost
To how short I fall
How short I fall