Living In The Past

[Verse One: G-I-Rilla]

We haven't grown around each other that's the obvious
Detachment from our blood pact once dark as black dahlias
We feed into our past mistakes, as they keep starving us
Bring them back to life destroying tombstones for insomnia
Never resting in the paradise deserved
The living dead hating us for having them disturbed
My sunken thoughts resurface with these grudges in the dirt
My actions gave me first aid, yet you love it when you're hurt
I will not let myself be taken down by human errors
If I give in now, then Darwin can confirm these useless feathers
Succumbing to scumbags
Who can't recognize the difference between a chute and ladder
Is more of a challenge than trying to glue the disaster
Before the morning after
Because these things take time
Learn your mistakes so they dont repeat
We're the last of a dying breed
If you're there please dont go extinct
Stop mentioning my name in your sinful holy water
Being the devil's slave
Has you clutching Rose impostors, she's a weed

[Hook: G-I-Rilla]

Cause they living in the past, at last
We see the true colors never last, damn
Cause they living behind glass, no class
They'll break when they fall fast, damn

[Verse Two: Poetic Mind]

What's the point of living? If you dead up in the past
At last, I can see the past fading like an hour glass
Through out the sands time, when you climb
Future detestation unknown reap what you sew
Instead of holding a grudge and leaning on a crutch
Pleading while you judge but it won't do much
Instead of being in a fallacy with your agony
Make your tragedy's into something that your proud to see
They throwing shots but it's blasphemy/blast for me
Half of me wants to understand but they talking casually
You talking bout my old self that's a casualty/casual tee
You fail to see pain makes beauty that's experience
I can't believe you're serious i'm hoping you're hearing this
Learn from your past mistakes
Instead of using it to stake with the plastic tape
So now i'm hoping you got what it takes..

[Hook: G-I-Rilla]

Cause they living in the past, at last
We see the true colors never last, damn
Cause they living behind glass, no class
They'll break when they fall fast, damn