Missing Child - Rasti

You’re talking money

I don’t get it

Could you talk to me

I wish you knew that

I’m not really with this

All the coveting

I should take my car and go away

Just send it all right now, today

And hope that people are okay

Without this I lose everything

See I have way too many pictures

Without you I just can’t paint 'em

Keep on trying every night

And at the end I only stain 'em

I just need some oxygen inside my room

I never breathe

I hope it doesn’t hurt that bad

But I think I should probly' leave

I give you 100%

Then you don’t really get it

You don’t ever see all the effort I’m giving

I’m living inside of a prison

And telling my girl that I just have to get 'em