Viro The Virus - Heartless lyrics

Yo if you don't learn from mistakes
You're doomed to repeat 'em
I know you heard it before but
I feel it's worth repeating
I deal with inner demons and have
No idea when they're leaving
So I keep bobbing and weaving
It's a sad cycle and the facts of life
Distract you from the path that's right
Like bad advice from the deacon
In my apartment in the dark just drinking
With my wagon hitched to
A tugboat that’s sinking
Got a toddler but only see her every weekend
Cause after two years my baby
Mom said I'm a heathen

Picked up and left one evening
Like you're a nightmare
Not the man that I thought
I saw when I'm dreaming my mother gave up
Weary from when people askin how I'm doing
She says stuff that she makes up
If this a bad dream than please
Help me wake up
Cause, I've taking too much and had enough
So (How can people be so heartless?)
Man all I know is
My life's like playing poker with the devil
Get dealt setbacks caus he got
The deck stack so
(How can people be so heartless?)
Man I don't know but i stand tall though my
Back's against the wall
A cold world is not cool at all

Sometimes I have to lose my mind
Cause being sane is terrible
When the pain's unbearable and I ain't lying
Just tryin' to find a path
To get back on track
Cause life's been kicking my ass
Like a hackey sack
It's difficult to seek enjoyment with
All the people you love
You leave with dissapointment
And getting up seems pointless in the morning
If I can't afford to buy
My daughters' diaper rash ointment
Got a warrant so the pigs be oink oinkin'
Can't carry ID, I know they'll stop me
I got a streak for losing
But everyday gotta keep it moving
Cause the world don't stop be
Girls be sweating the V
Just want to carry my seeds
Still I've lost the love of my life twice
So something ain't right
And I need to fix it instead
Of bringing my liquor more ice

I really need to change my moves
So I'm thinking 'bout changing my tunes
So I can regain my groove
Cause being a functional alcoholic
Or whatever you
Wanna call it lately ain't been cool
Lost my girl, lost my job, hurt my mom
Then left all alone just like
A jerk at the prom
Day to day I'm fighting with father time
But losing the war like it's
Hiroshima vs the bomb

I feel like I've been forsaken by satan
It's like a bad dream and
I'm praying to be awaken
Private burdens make me feel my back aching
Feel my will to live being taken (wait)
But they say that quitters never
Win and winners never quit
So instead of slit my wrist
I sat and wrote this
Cause music's therapeutic
And without it I would lose it
So I use it (get it) and wonder

Yeah, it's quite simple, really
Even the average Joe has problems of
His own that you don't know
(here is two promiscuous words)
That's real rap, reality rap niggas
Real talk