No love remix... kinda eh though and only like halfway done
The People always say live with no regret
The steeple says forgive and forget.
This needle will misgive a perfect portrait.
Its lethal ill is furtive in my conscience shortcut.

It will supply a high that will lie to my ethics
It won't ask why I comply to a life that's prosthetic
But the low will bask in the karmatic pain I obtain, I need a medic.
Cut the show, I'll mask the traumatic disdain I gain, I feel pathetic.

I know Mistakes are to be made in this cinema
I wish outtakes were played in my dilemma
Like A blooper that's displayed before my credit is gone
But I’m a trooper, I’ll keep going even when its all gone

It used to be done just for the amusement,
poppin bottles to sip on, and other bottles to trip on
Lately though I’ve felt some confusment,
Now I do it and don’t even know why I’m usin it

I tell myself I can stop but never try provin it
Cus if I stop then I don’t know how to exist
And the irony is I only see the reality when I’m influenced
Now I’m left wondering how to prevent the present from