And I don't know this could break my heart or save me. Nothings real until you let go completely so here i go with all my thoughts I've been saving so here I go with all my fears weighing on me. Three months and I'm still
sober picked all my weeds but kept the flowers. But I know its never really over, and I don't know I could crash and burn but maybe at the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me. So I won't worry about my timing, I'm
gonna get it right, no comparing, second guessing no not this time.