stained with pain
aching in your blame
naked in your shame
drop this world for truer days
tased for standing on my feet
defying the weak mistreat
what they can teach
if you listen you can understand the beach
the atmosphere a leech
sucking out your demons by their feet
weeps
seeing who he really is
the creation creating creation
maybe happy endings
aren't just in animation
life is all but pretend
crafted through
the end of pens
satan liking our latest trends
moving closer to that thing
I'll talk you through this another day
strangling on what I say
can't hold back my pain
straining my craning my neck
so I can see your grace
too hard to faze the night's trace
covering every day
run the trackback so you can hear my fear
teasing your bass drum
hummin' like I'm dumb an
full of what is left to the son
tons of fun done with beaming guns
only beaming you with the son
come see me run down our grave
filled with many in suits
of loops
keep me from failing the troop
they to loose to be of any use
Can't stand this black noose
I didn't move till We got ill
sickened by the spillage of the zillions
making me cough up buildings
trust that is apart of my hard shiet
not on my demo
more of a limbo
limo driving up the wall
before it talks and says naw
death tops all
everyone needs to find peace
excited by the finds in between
we will all be mauling the trees
running out of streets to beat on
now turn that shiet off
so you can read the mall
ass as a work of God
taught by not getting a call
of all of the tall
especially from the bought
caught with more than this
is nothing in something
broken
can you fix it
hope I don't think I'm better
because I'm weathered
and battered by lines of dope
twisting up my hope
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