fuck life, and all of its eternal pain-and-anguish
im not healthy, this life thing I wish I could crash-and-bang-it
whats the point in living if you eventually succumb-to-death
the overdosage of pain will most certainly numb-ya-chest
pray in hopes that others can fathom-my-feelings
no one can even come close, almost like I shadow-my-dealings
ask whats wrong and get the reply-of-nothing
emptiness fills my insides, just tryin to supply-one-thing
go through everyday feeling death-on-the-horizon
life really aint worth it, but i keep-on-survivin
keep on strivin in attempts to earn-some-respect
when shit goes wrong, I wonder what-to-do-next
whats the next turn-to-make, implant in my heart then turn-the-stake
abolish my existence and proceed to burn-my-grave
visions of me as I lay in my casket stiff-and-still
fire penetrates my crypt, hell on the way, as it seals-the-deal
Lucifer enters my soul in an attempt to view-my-mind
A lifeless corpse burning to ashes, wheres-the-sign
To signify that there is someone to watch-my-back
When my life hangs in the balance and I hit-the-crack
A guardian angel or even someone to prevent-my-death
Been a loser my whole life, but now I yearn-the-best
Cynicism tends to occupy my soul, all I can see-is-dark
Now light in my eyes, just a fire on the urge of burning, but I need-a-spark
Just the reassurance that life has-a-purpose
Viewed as being “ok”, but only on-the-surface
Deep down lie the true anger-and-passions
But all this cant be viewed, to well disguised through smiles-and-laughin
I still have that suicidal tendency lurking-deep-within
Try my best to be perfect, but life is infested-with-sin
At the age of fifteen, already pondering-my-will
All those who have betrayed me, I'm loathing-them-still
I'm overly fragile on the inside, so close-to-snapping
Feelings expressed thru words, best-thru-rapping
But the idea of Death just seems to plague-my-life
Too strong to quit, to great to die, I will just play-with-strife

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