Dead
Wait somethings not right I hate the feeling you get when your dead locked up there inside of my head almost pushing over. Made, I'm thinking about my name sake thinking about my one mistake thinking about you face at my monent of union. Pain, it lingers on while memories fade findng my self that shade of grey I'm reaching out for my saving grace at my monent of union. Peace my numer one salvation freedom for fragile nation let loose insubordiantion this time is my liberation, all we need is some piece of mind, please someone come and draw the line the truth is not so hard to find if we keep looking through the lies, dead, one minute and forever, my lifeline is my bloodcrime, let them eat thier own creation, choking on my medication, ignorance, it breeds fear and loathing dont just drown just because you cant swim, such a mighty struggle just to get ahead we are all equal when we're dead.