tell me, who's to blame? is it the people or myself?
but this time feels so very different
this is not a cry for help
a couple million for my thoughts i've got plenty
but i am not a victim, bitch
i'm practically drowning in my blessings
it's bye this time for real
tired of painting endless pictures
of a life that isn't mine
trying different boys on for size
is this is my curse, i'll let it ride
mi inchino.