I turn away the diamonds in her blood br To try to guess the texture I really wish I could br It takes a lot in order for me to get the feelin' br To see how a liquid can be the cause of all the killin' br I try to break down the root of the concrete door br But not even the rusty banner on the side tore br I try to make my way as I’m dartin' off to class br But the teacher can’t let me in if I don’t have a pass br I’m wastin' time tryna get my eyes to see right past the light br It’s hard when a bloody diamond shines brighter in the night br Or maybe I’m encompassed by the pleasure of the view br I’m still tryna make it though in minutes I only have few.