Last of a Dying Breed
I'm tired of living in a world where people struggle to keep it real
How can we have world peace when we can't get the streets to heal?
Going through things we don't need to feel
I'm the last of a dying breed because I still speak so real
Use your words wisely and make sure you get heard
Choose your words carefully, your mouth is what will get you hurt
We cause most of our own problems, some won't admit that
When the world is in distress, I can't just sit back
You need to find peace with yourself before you do it with the world
We hide our feelings, but it's easier if we go through it with a girl
A man is only as strong as the female who holds him
I haven't been held in a long time, but learnt how to express my emotions
Don't complain about your journey when you haven't started stepping yet
The rain washes away the pain so stop crying about getting wet
Fight your demons and be the the person to bring depression death
Don't try to teach the world if you don't fully understand the lesson yet
We all miss a girl even if some are too prideful to admit that
If it's a girl that got away, we messed up with or one we want to get back
Some things end so better things can arrive
Sometimes we just have to accept that and stand aside
Everything is borrowed, nothing is ours forever
Don't become a victim of your own treasure
Cherish it all while you have it
Don't start to cherish it after it's gone and you can no longer grab it
I'm tired of living in a world where people struggle to keep it real
How can we have world peace when we can't get the streets to heal?
Going through things we don't need to feel
I'm the last of a dying breed because I still speak so real
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