Tartarus
There’s never enough time for love
But there’s plenty of time for fighting
Always someone dying always someone crying
Always that someone that got addicted to drugs
This is really some fuck shit
Is that all there really is that was planned from above
Is that all life has to offer us is searching for our demons for hugs
Out here selling our souls for just a nug
Nah I can’t roll with that bruh
Gotta find a new wave of love
Something that will take our souls up and let them shine from above
Finally let us fly gracefully like a dove
