Dyls

somethings aren’t meant to be stopped
these doors aren’t meant to be locked
voices always lingering I wish they were blocked
120 through these walls I just clocked
home wrecking but they’re determined on a deadlock
home wrecking I’m reckless
I’m on a better plane of existence
I feel like a man on a mission
lies and deceit in my visions
have a deeper look to see nonfiction
has to put some distance to finally say good riddance
I’m going to fast I think I might crash
gone like a flash I don’t think I’m coming back
I know I lack but I wouldn’t sell my soul for cash
had to clean the cache erase my past
not that it’s bad but I’m finally taking out the trash