Titus

Truth is heavy. Weighs down on my head. Once again innocence comes to an end. There's a girl just like the ones that I love. Can't afford to get high. She sells her body for the drugs because truth is harsh. Truth is unreal. Times are hard, it's going to get harder still. Truth is heavy, weighs a ton. Cold as ice, burns like the sun. There's a kid just like me. Can't get by, he's going to get a gun because truth is harsh still. Waking up is getting harder and harder and harder. Don't know if I can keep living this life much further. I need an escape. Need a release from these harsh, unreal, untrue realities.