Sometimes I look in a mirror and ask myself Am I really scared of passing away If its today I hope I hear a Cry out from heaven so loud it can water down a demon With the holy ghost till it drown in the blood of Jesus I wrote some raps that make sure that my lifeline Rake in the cent of a reaper, ensuring that my allegiance With the other side may come soon And if Im doomed, may the wound Help me mother be blessed for many moons I suffer a lot And every day the glass mirror get tougher to watch I tie my stomach in knots And Im sure not why Im infatuated with death
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 07:59:16 +0000
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