Pull up and I'm higher than the big trees, yeah, she don't really like it but she needs me, yeah, she’s saying she don't really miss me, but fuck it, now I'm faded off the wrong things, yeah.
Rise 'til we end this fight, we’re leaving no room for regret, cut the fake, just stick to the truth, I keep my head up high, through
all this pain I'm letting it out.