Gra-
Graffiti sky
I dont think y'all ready
Yo, I dont think y'all ready
Graffiti decorations
Under a sky of grey
This constant apprehension
Still giving me away
The lessons I've forgotten
In spite of all I've learned
Now, I find myself in question
Point, point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
Point, point the finger at me again
I wanna runaway (I wanna runaway)
I want to know the truth (I want to know the truth)
I want to know the answers (I want to know the answers)
I want to shut the door
And open up my mind (And open up my mind)
And open up my mind (And open up my mind)
Paperbags and angry voices
Under a sky of grey
This constant apprehension
Wont seem to go away
All my talk of starting over
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
Point, point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
Point, point the finger at me again
I wanna runaway (I wanna runaway)
I want to know the truth (I want to know the truth)
I want to know the answers (I want to know the answers)
I want to shut the door
And open up my mind (And open up my mind)
And open up my mind
Gunna runaway
Gunna runaway (way)
Gunna runaway
Gunna runaway (way, way)
Gunna runaway
Uh, ya'll not ready
Hey, yo
I don