"Maybe you died and everybody asks me were you at.
I tried to channel you in hopes that I could stare you back.
But it's like every intersection we just missed each other.
You got your fans waiting; tell me you ain't six feet under."
I've been letting my thoughts get to me. Deep down inside, I've been feeling a little down but on the outside, I haven't shown one sign of worry or sadness.
I've been letting my thoughts get to me. Deep down inside, I've been feeling a little down but on the outside, I haven't shown one sign of worry or sadness.