LoF
Just Silver
Painkiller
Even if my breath leads to hells steps we live to digest
And stomach our own threats,and yes,situation isnt the best
I guess, the only thing for us is time to check, its deaths nest
Unless my next breath is fresh, ideas of suicide, knife inside chest
That was on point, life whats the point, my pencilled text?
Even if i scribbled and dribbled my lifes mess, fuck this!
I feel i have no respect, professor of shit, and im blessed to live?
My preference is no references, unless i get rich off intelligent rips
Im telling you this, i really want guns to fire me quick, dont fire i quit
Im young dumb and inspired by piff, the grim reaper admires my wits
A slim reach to my knife, i perspire from hands, and slits cover my wrist
Im just dying from chance my whole life in my hands thats even if
Im speaking it correctly, life aint what it seems everyones against me
My shadows on a ten speed "its too tired" to get me i admire my envy
Even if jealousy is my only savior my last sheet its my only paper
I wrote "Hope you find this see you later" took blood with a bullet chaser
Routine shit see i can't even win
Hate flows through veins and covers the skin
All my life ive been abused and smothered in sin
About to do something about it saying never again
Fuck it might die tonight never see ya again
I've lost my mind, you can say I got a severed head
My heart shrouds with dark clouds and it never ends
Fill up sorrow staring at the bottom of an empty pill bottle
I'm not ill although I use them to drown my sorrows
Honestly, fuck tomorrow I don't care to live anymore
I'm bout to go where plenty score drugs and many whores
Fuck to get a fix with a bunch of dirty pricks, it's so sick
They don't even know it, but I don't care for no shit
I get some fucking heroin and I'm feeling arrogant
So I take and cuff my hands and take the largest dose I can
I suffocate as I sit there knowing I did enough to make
Me a dead man, I'm betting my life on luck or fate
I feel so light, slowly losing the will to fight
Till I see the light, it's wrong but it feels so right...
I get colder ready to go, life is all about choices
And I voiced that mine was fucking pointless
As we proceed to the devils plans god may level the playing field