The Cut

Dreaming realities of realizing dreams
My daddy took my hand and told me
«girl you don’t need to believe everything people tell you
In fact most of it’s not true, they want something from you.»
Scheming formalities of formalising schemes
My mother held my face and told me
«babe you’ve got too many things up on your mind all of the time
So take a step back try to unpack all
The doubts and negativities hold on to only truth.»
Sleepless nights with eyes wide open
Dreamy days I’m running with them shut
Who’s the one that holds the scissors
Never told me that I made the cut
Dreaming realities, I’m on my hands and knees
Scheming formalities, hold on to only these
Thoughts in my mind, if you seek you shall find the truth
Hold on to only this, hold on to only truth
Sleepless nights with eyes wide open
Dreamy days I’m running with them shut
Who’s the one that holds the scissors
Never told me that I made the cut