one of my earlier tracks... and my personal favorite.. bump it
i start to think, what would happen if life left me behind
set me aside forgot about me and jus left me to die?
but kept me alive enough to see my mom move on
and start livin a new life now by the time i'm gone
this shit aint right, i've kept my faith and my sobriety too long
for God to try n bribe me wit this lie that he chews on
cuz i've tried to be too strong
and i've cried to sleep too long
if i die tonight, i know the truth..society moves on
but i quietly speak, cuz all thats hearin me is jesus
all these secrets on my mind are slowly tearin me to pieces
my beliefs are fallin fast like a bike wit no kickstand
my mind is so thick..its like i'm fightin stone quicksand
and i'm my own hit man, i'm killin myself
sanity abandoned me, but no ones willin to help
cuz no one dealin wit this shit if they aint delt it in their cards
all they helpin is themself if they aint felt shit in their hearts
i look for shelter in the dark, cuz the light just blinds me
i think life designed me spineless wit this knife inside me
my whole life is irony..
how'm i suppose to keep my head up high?
this set up got me fed up man i try to scream, instead i cry
i'm sick of life, and lookin in this broken crystal ball
i phone the suicide hotline, and hope they miss the call
i hit the wall and i cracked it .. as i'm stumblin backwards
n stood under it as it's crumblin, laughin
cuz shit aint change, its still the same situation
u waitin like fate gona call ur name if u patient
but its aimless, u know it. u aint neva see a betta day
u meditate n pray to get ur life on track and set it straight
and levitate from where ur at, but deep inside ur hopeless
u cope wit the blows but cant keep your mind in focus
u know this shits over, ur purposeless n worthless,
shit ur birth is jus the worst existance surfaced on this earth
its like theyre better off without u
aint neva thought about u..
let the baretta make it better, set a letter on the couch
to whoever discovers it, pray they got the time to listen
let it cross theyre mind aint no one tried stoppin my decision
soon the gossip dies n my name fades away
n someone somewhere viewin life the same aimless way
as i did starts to think about givin it up
livin is rough every minute, man this isnt enough
there must be more to life than this hell that i'm in..
life's a game wit my soul, n yea, i'd sell it to win
i start to think, what would happen if life left me behind
set me aside forgot about me and jus left me to die?
but kept me alive enough to see my mom move on
and start livin a new life now by the time i'm gone