Im singin for a fix on the side of road starin you straight in the eye tellin you Im payin for a place to go but I know, yes I know the needle has become my only home Its unfortunate fortune a toon only a loon would sing but I cope and hope my strife will soon turn to serenity Ive seen them in the corner and Ive lived in their den Ive fought for my honor but sometimes its too hard to defend Livin in a macabre masterpiece I feast and then I starve and these scars aint cheap Wish I could rise above, take a peak and see that this bid on the street aint worth my life I lay awake and wonder, could serenity ever be born from my strife? So in my remains in the ruins of my greatest disdain, I wonder are my thoughts a crime? Is there more to the mind? cause ya know I aint dumb Im just too numb to care I am the fabric of my existence but this needle has caused it to tear Could my tragedies ever be repaired? If ignorance is bliss then tragedy must be true so I keep in mind that when ya lose ya dig up another part of you and I know overdosin on wicked food and gettin locked up aint a road where I should be throwin a bone but I go on and on my life is a gift that Ive been choosing to pawn Just another fiend in the scene and youve seen it a million times over and over I know just whats on your mind How many more times will you cross the line and why should I stand here only to watch you die? Its not fine and Im tired of your lies all of which I can not deny Theres a demon that lives in my veins I fight him, but he always remains So I feed him but he always wants more Im afraid someday I will lose the war and sometimes to aches to my core but sometimes I could care less and I must confess before I further progress I havent done much to clean up this mess it seems Ive found sanctuary in my distress but before I run out of room on this dirty napkin on my cell desk I must first express: I was alone, possessed by black magic Forgotten in a haze, confused by this maze and now Im growing tired of this phase auspiciously desperate to change my ways I know youve seen the better part of me and I hope the ones I love still know that it exists and I will persist and I will strive to rid myself of this strife so one day I can see serenity again Please judge me not by my binds but in the ways I wish to untie my life and set myself free... All I ask is to please believe
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 21:56:55 +0000
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