the beat is my shrink: the beat is my shrink
my emotions flow like a spill of the ink
events change quicker than a blink
its a hard life to keep track with
trytin to cope with
how i wish a wish could come tru
and i could stop seeing only black and blue
and stop seeing and readin the flashes of red
get the nightmares outta my head
i close my eyes and see the bad of the past, why do nightmares always seem to last
i dont wanna open my eyes cus ther weary eyes, and i dont want people to see these teary eyes
i cant keep comin up with lies, bags of lies soon get to hard to disguise
poeple start judging you w...