Every move was on the page, but i didnt like their way had to fight and misbehave had to find a way to change. I had to leave to find my way caught up in a daydream. I beat my mind up there almost daily its how it costs time, no opinions safely its. How i understand what i want in this place cause everybody wan na. Tell you bad things. What could go wrong? What fame brings, but success is a finicky thing and if you aint sure no itll never be Music down Music Music, i will run run away. I dont have to plan it. I can go change. My pay, you wont understand it all alone. Thats, okay, people – i cant stand them. They dont want me to change.