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Gettin This Off My Chest, Hope Yall Like It
Kids pick on me, mimic me, cuz I'm not their epitome
Minds to thick to see, these thoughts start to sicken me Kids trickery, attack my esteem hit my pride with cancer Maybe the chance ta….end it all, is suicide the answer My brain's module insistin that this way out is probable Sick thing is….everyday the plan is detailed and plotted full Hospital? If I get there - plan has failed, my attempt to bail To end the ail of living a life behind bars of a mental jail Cryin? Relentin hail….stress to strife, caress the knife? Or take the chest to night…. deprivin the breath of life Take death to heights, stick this chump, descendin call Mind's tendered law, think to jump with an endin fall No time to pledge a toast to the ones that we love the most Rode in host, gone with the body's stuggle of an overdose Suffered our woes, but life is precious with no warrant to give But….. why do I still feel that its not important to live??? |
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that is pretty tight, man. music is reason to live.
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But then there's a moment like tonight, a profound and transcendent experience, the feeling as if a door has opened, and it's all because of that instrument, that incredible, magical instrument. |
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word, just thought i'd get that off my chest, see what yall thougt...4 sure though bad times day by day goes by but music is the only thing that keeps me goin.
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word
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Good Work
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