I’d Rather Die

I got dirt in my mind
And the Sun on my shoes
I'm looking down
But still looking up
I fell behind watching all of you
But I'm better now
I'm catching up

I tried to keep my feelings high
But sometimes I'd rather die
Than figuring it out

I got hurt in my mind
I got blood on my shoes
It's nice weather out
I don't give a fuck
I am a gospel
I got love to give
Somewhere, somehow, maybe

Know I tried to keep my feelings high
But sometimes I'd rather die
Than figuring it out

I got love on my mind
I'ma give it to me
I've been giving out unnecessary
And isn't it awful all the love you give is nowhere to be found baby?
But I try to keep my feelings high
But sometimes I'd rather die
There's good gays and bad days for real
I got a scrape on my chin I need to heal