ill

And I believe in you

I know you can

Change

Better ill

But myself

I'm not running I'm just thinking about them

Not myself

Like a martyr take me first and give me hell

I could tickle the fire in my grasp

You still would not believe

I can see you falling in my hand

And all I did was believe

All I did was believe

A dead genius

A dead genius

He was one in a million

An ill and dead true genius

An ill and dead genius

An Ill and dead true genius