I was taking shelter.
Like I'm nocturnal.
Living off hamburger helper.
In hiding like nocturnal.
This pain felt eternal.
So I hid in my shell like a turtle.
Now I'm done with all the hurdles.
And I'm not nocturnal.
I was last while ya'll went ahead.
Sipping the tears, in the garden shed.
So my foes don't watch while I bled.
The brightest of red.
Smiling doesn't feel the same.
After the rain.
But I took shelter.
Like I'm nocturnal.
It's a gift from god telling me I'm not done.
Like a holy water flood.
And inject in my stream of blood.
With the feeling that I won.
Now I have the opportunity to paint a new canvas.
Maybe even get away from this matrix.
Inside my phone, & fuck being famous.
But I don't wanna end up nameless.
I was taking shelter.
Like I'm nocturnal.
Living off hamburger helper.
In hiding like nocturnal.
This pain felt eternal.
So I hid in my shell like a turtle.
Now I'm done with all the hurdles.
And I'm not nocturnal.
Fuck being sad.
How are we expected to live?
