Baby can you put the time in to listen to what i have to say?
Can you do me this one solid and ill speak no more?
No longer will my life be defined by a schedule, no longer will your thoughts ventriloquism my tounge!
Birds flock but EAGLES SOAR!
Five to many wishful chances..... Im done.
Im tired of starring, talking, and listening to these painted walls.
They constantly answer me back with agony, despair, and pain.
Im taking back who I am!
For you amongst my cheeks it shall neva eva again rain.
I gave you the motions of a able clock but you chose to acknowledge me once maybe twice at years glance.
Baby witness my stance....
My bags were packed when i fell for you and now my heart flies 1st class.
Here's a gift to deal with my birth...........
My old mask!