Your vocals urging that you love me
But how could this be when you are constantly abusing me
By definition pain is not love
If proven to be, then it is the destruction of me
The flashing of smiles unbalanced with the nights of silent cries
Though roads heading in one direction exist
These same roads provide a road to exit
So how many miles can i travel before its time to exit
Each moment is a shovel full of dirt
Negligent to the signs that this will not work
We find ourselves burned alive feeling the hurt
By definition this is not love
With no shackles i can't be stuck
Plant one foot before the other and get up
Crazy is not the things endured in life
Crazy is the things we allow to take place in our life
Wisdom is the things we choose to change in our life
