Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Stars In My Hands
I've grabbed the stars in my hands.
I've seen the sadness worn onto lost faces.
I've heard some illustrious demands,
And I've now become one of many disgraces.
I'm sorry I've caused more good than bad,
Though I'm sure that's no crime.
I'm sorry I wasn't happy, but sad.
I'm sorry this came out at the wrong time.
I feel the need to persistently apologize,
I feel that you see me as something failed.
I don't know if you can truly sympathize,
I'm sorry I wear this misery like a veil.
I can't turn back the hands of the hours,
If I could, I'd have made less demands.
I would try to be less sour.
I would have grabbed at the stars with both my hands.
April 20, 2005
Suge
*This is to my dad.
I've seen the sadness worn onto lost faces.
I've heard some illustrious demands,
And I've now become one of many disgraces.
I'm sorry I've caused more good than bad,
Though I'm sure that's no crime.
I'm sorry I wasn't happy, but sad.
I'm sorry this came out at the wrong time.
I feel the need to persistently apologize,
I feel that you see me as something failed.
I don't know if you can truly sympathize,
I'm sorry I wear this misery like a veil.
I can't turn back the hands of the hours,
If I could, I'd have made less demands.
I would try to be less sour.
I would have grabbed at the stars with both my hands.
April 20, 2005
Suge
*This is to my dad.
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Stars In My Hands
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