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Runnin out of time
« Thread Started on Mar 1, 2007, 1:43pm »

I'm running out of time;
No life lines, just hell of a lot of hard times;
Runnin my fingers across the blood lines;
Out of time, out of my damn mind, i know;
There is one last place i wish to visit before i go;
Choose my own casket, lay in it with a lunch basket;
Or maybe to Tennessee sippin on hennesey;
Aw hell what am i thinkin;
Better to be dead then drinkin;
I'll be happy knowing my blood will flow to the earth;
Many dreams of layin in the back of a hearse;
Many years obsessed with my own death, maybe even since birth;
Many years thinking, even some times believing;
That the "God" in which you trust, has made a mistake;
I dream of over dosin on date rape;
Every one makes mistakes, God is no different;
You trust in who you must;
Let me lust for my death;
And its for the best that you;
Keep your opinionated tongue to your self;
I don't go on and on about church or loving superficial bull shit to you;
So for fuck's sake dont do it to me;
If i ever hear "put your trust in god" again;
You best run in fear;
When i get angry, even i fear the outcome;
I come to lookin at a blood run;
Still no light at the end;
You want to talk about religion, go to the building with the bell on top;
Let me die as i wish, the shit you say isn't worth piss;
Hop in the lake;
With cement bricks tied at your hips, As i turn an walk 3 clicks;
Your cocky ignorance is bliss;
When i die, dont cry;
i can see it in your eyes;
Waiting for my last day;
Can't you see;
Praying doesn't work;
If it did i'd be dead a hundred times;
Buried 6 feet deep with a bag of lime

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My Vision
« Reply #1 on Mar 1, 2007, 2:05pm »

I envision my own death;
wondering why this suicidal mind state makes me think its the best;
I'm not like the rest;
i sit back, relax, then start thinkin of all the shit ive caused;
pain and heartache i've begun;
look in the mirror, slight tear in the eye;
knowing they hate me;
No need to wonder why;
look at me;
I'm a peice of shit, that aint a lie so dont even try;
hopin i die soon, instead of livin a curse;
I'm trapped in my own life;
No where to run;
Only thing is to die;
Then walk into the darkness;
The game of life has come to a close;
Close the casket and back away;
My mind has gone astray

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Violent Destruction
« Reply #2 on Jun 26, 2007, 10:33pm »

Aint nothing more to this life other then violent crimes;
Fully loaded nines and coke lines;
Suicidal minds, bodies buried with lime;
Nothing but a waste of fuckin time;
Tough times and tired minds;
All i wanna do is close the blinds;
I can end my life, but there's no end to time;
Take some rat poison and write one last rhyme;
Bide my time, maybe do a few lines;
My life wasnt by choice, against my will;
Forced to live, yet shut out by society;
Suicidal, some times homicidal;
Suicide might be played out;
So before i go i might take the whole fuckin block out;
Maybe grab a few guns, start a few fires, take the entire city with me;
Little kids screamin;
Old people pleading for their lives;
Thousands of bodies bleedin;
Tires screechin;
Gas tanks leakin;
The smell of skin;
Burning and peeling;
Church goers fleeing;
Seeing hell, realizing heaven was only a dream;
A place that will never be seen

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