My words catch and roll

Like marbles in my throat.

Choke on the inarticulate,

Unreleased into stagnant air.

But do not despair!

For the night is far too quiet

For utterances of instability.

So swallow these stones

Coated in mania and chaos

And save this madness that creeps,

Unforeseen and steep,

For the coming dawn.

I still got my Pops.

Even if he don't want me.

He still got me regardless.

I still got my dreams.

Even if they running away on a private jet.

I'm still chasing after 'em.

I still got my soul.

Even if its soiled and ugly.

I'm still tryna give it to God.

I still got life.

Even if it's empty and unwanted.

Imma hold on to it with fists teeth and toes.

Even when i dont wanna.

I will continue to survive...

Can you keep a secret?

There's a story to be told.

Its tale is sweet as sugar

Its words are spun of gold

Can you keep a secret?

There's a city near the sea

Lay seven shells at ocean's edge

And you will find the key

Can you keep a secret?

In this City of the Crest

Time stops for but a moment

So the weary ones may rest

Can you keep a secret?

If you'll listen to the tide

Among the waves hide sirens' songs

And there these words reside

Can you keep a secret?

The city isn't as it seems

For if you stay for one full moon

It traps you in your dreams