Jordeaux - Last Train Home lyrics

[Verse: Bless] My thoughts are sporadic, sadly safe cannot be added to them Saddest sailing soul you'll ever see, I'm losing my religion You're watching who they called “insane maniac” in action If I relax, I'll cause a chain reaction Mainly asked for help when I was younger, and despite valid attempts It's deep as the abyss; I honestly don't feel like I can win It's common since I need a source to vent to, and with this mic I vent through I feel slighted, anger augmented, is it meant to? I had the scent of a saint until I was six, torture If I live like I was taught to, then it'll be my departure I have parents, but I'm lacking a mother and father I know I'm awkward, but that just happens to be my armor I'm calmer now, but the past eats me alive Deprived of innocence but then again, you gave me the drive I wondered why my family is so distant from each other Constantly dissing one another for attention, that'll bother me Everyone changed besides me and what I tried to be My homeboy Michael died for me, and I sat right there beside him Thinking how will I get through life if y'all don't ever see this side of me? I'm spilling my heart and soul but dog, who do I know outside of me? I'm frustrated; I don't know who I can trust lately Maybe I'll just have to readjust, still I duck changes My loyalty to my stars is still true The last thing I told them was I love them, and I still do I was told that if I speak from the heart, they would feel you But it's odd that what'll keep you alive can k** you Ms. Lozier was my back up mother figure after Hali Man, we were only teens, but we were rapidly ageing My heart is aching; remind me of why I'm waiting patiently on this train While D r e a m v i l l e is awaiting me When I look in the mirror, all I see is a k**er for sure But Vale to be real, you're the realest person I know The only thing worst than your blood wishing your d**h Is your parents making you feel like they don't want, or they regret you But for what, I guess I'm too different; and nah, I don't get out much At least I'm not in jail, isn't that something to be proud of? Don't answer that, I'll move on Marina is my home girl, no matter what they say, you're tough as nails Make sure you do right; I have faith that you'll move on from the B.S But as of tonight, Vale and Hali mean more than my life On another note, Hali was a hundred percent behind me When I pulled the trigger, she stayed calm and walked up to my crime scene That's seven years of loyalty, through the darkness and buoyancy It's funny to think some good actually came out of New Orleans Feeling content with this, but look what they sent with it What I represent and underwent for this is plain ridiculous Dying truth, also something else will end up dying too But before I exit this train, and pull the trigger, Hali I'm proud of you