[Verse 1: IAME]

As I stare deep into the eyes of a broken promise, facing the mirror

Read between the lines I hope that God is here

I know regardless, my heart is with it, yo

I'm holding on, it's honestly the hardest in the winter

When the skyline stays the same shades of grey

Invades the light, shining sun rays

We laid a waste-induced escape into a purple haze

Blaze stays confused, dreams deferred like Langston Hughes

The rain's my muse and I fuse together moods

And whether to move whomever I choose

Instead of the tools getting pulled out and clapped

I just zone out and rap to deal with the bullshit

Cause there's a whole lot of that

And it don't stop

[Bridge]

Another day goes by, another dream gets crushed

Until the day we die, these broken wings ain't much

But we can still get high

[Verse 2: Gold]

And I the gem I analyse by an eye from an eye code

With a psyche that will exchange blows with highs and lows

And I know no happiness, just cyclones of three gig eye poems

Hazardous sideshows, haggard and hung-over it

Over the hill I go

I'm not fallin' off, I'm just growin' old

Young man with a weathered soul

And whether you know or not, I'm a substance sectioned in a self-destructed melting pot Hold your head, rock steady, steady rock

Let me talk, well alright, I need to find a new me

My gears are rusted over and my tank has a leak

Ghost rider, two clicks out the driver's seat

As for now, it's just a safety belt, I wish my ma could find the receipt

100 miles per hour on a one-way, no time to retreat

It seems the second before you die is the second you believe

[Bridge]

Another day goes by, another dream gets crushed

Until the day we die, these broken wings ain't much

But we can still get high

[Verse 3: Gold & IAME]

And God knows I need it

Up and above the clouds and sun try to take it in just how he sees it

And freeze it for a second, gain perspective on the reason why

Such a lovely thing's so ugly inside

What takes a man to his last nerve?

And makes goodbye, cruel world, famous last words

I ponder in a pap's blur two rock bottoms past yours

When they blast first and justify later

Got no love for thy neighbors

Rather keep a brother under than just be your brother's keeper

You too weak to hold him up, so you let him plummet beneath you

Peep the script, read the signs, we live in the last days

And when these lights and raps fade, I'm just another masked face

In between dead letters and question marks, like a backspace

I've only seen better days than perfect dogs in a glass case

And I only think this sets us apart, a defendant of art and bad taste

It's like the difference between pieces of mastic hearts

Is where you sign your last name

It's all the same, no one's different, no one's playing out debauchery

When it takes one dose of life, no hope in a bloody knife for doctors to talk to me

Insurance-free, insurance-free

Until you get your bill of health, like Mr. Bagwell

This is how much it costs for you not to kill yourself

And with that said, I'm playing Russian Roulette

Five bullets in a six-shooter, like how many shots do I got left?

But then I guess this all a test, so I put it down

Light one up, I'll try my best to stick around

But now I'm just stuck

[Outro]

Yeah, gotta keep going

Yo, hold your head up, take life as it comes

Another day goes by

Another dream gets crushed

Until the day we die

These broken wings ain't much

But we can still get high