So Ronery

All that shimmers

Glitters in the air

I never saw it

Never became aware

Slick in the back with the underground

Never had a long term home, bounced around

Kids in the black escaped the gloom

Sneaking around beneath the moon

Used to hang out till the break of dawn

The only place I ever felt like I belonged

The only thing that's left is the words in this song

Friends come and go but the memories gone

Only comes back when I'm all alone

Sitting in the dark with a motionless phone

All these things never seemed quite right

Never get to sleep, eyes to the ceiling in the dead air night

Reminiscing about the voices and the laughter that made it all alright

Where can I go to get it back,

when everyone left and never came back

Guess it's up to me to pick up the slack

Tackle it alone and never look back

Yea that's the same word twice, ain't you ever seen Kanye's act?

The things I have left are the precious few

When the times are right I never feel blue

Seems more often than not when I'm alone with you

We sit in silence and it's worse than before

Because now it just seems like we're running through chores

Put it on mute, repeat and rewind

Just to start it all over towards the finishing line

But it always feels like we missed our chance to shine

I just can't quit but it's so hard to try

I would if I could, but I just can't cry

When I feel like I'm born, into a living lie

When the color comes back, I'll spread my wings and fly

If you can stomach the wait, you're welcome to ride

Saying something is awful is better than saying nothing at all

I keep toiling on but no one sounds a call

So it feels more and more like I'm hitting a wall

That can't be climbed for fear of the fall

So what am I supposed to do?

I know when the time sits down too long

Gossip's bound to follow because I've been up to nothing at all

So I live vicariously through multiple others

Because I don't even know my family brothers

It seems like it's going to be another long summer

Wonder how high I can get before the bummers

From the death still cold of the early winter

When I have the plans that I feel forced to hinder

Because I can't get away from my fellow sinners

Keep quiet around 'em for fear of losing them n****s

Yet, I just want to leave and find my center

Stop faking all the time, be confident and strong

Alone or with others, where ever

I just want to belong