you live on credit

you live on credit but never your own

you live for the moment and hope for the bone

friends have your back but you dont see

what kind of friend you turned out to be

rhyme for music, rhyme for the soul

the words i listen to make me believe you’re not whole

you reach in your heart and feel there is no thing

tangible enough to make your heart really sing

each day a promise passes you by while you’re high

you forget what you’re living for and you still live a lie

we’re going in circle too many circles, spiraling down

chasing the dream, grasping for air, reaching for ground