Acid Rain

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It's like black and white
The difference between your legacy living after you die, and the afterlife
Both concepts consider an object alive, that was pronounced dead, still living on
It's a wheel that keeps spinning on
A deal that's never ending, wrong
Fulfillment doesn't have a measure, so what counts as pleasure?
Throwing pennies in the fountain of youth won't keep you around forever
Anyone who my mom called her son, I treat like a brother
So I felt a lil extra hurt, when he drowned in that river
I can only imagine, my brothers' pain
When I try my mind gets headaches
Seen my mother cried, and she meant it
Put the petty aside and kept thurl, that meant the world to me
If only you could hear me express it
I had a jaded perspective
I was young and reckless, dumb, just holding it back
What was done was done, we were just adolescents
I remember my first funeral, seeing unwanted guests running past the exit
Brawling like a royal rumble, tables, chairs flying, only thing missing was the latter message
They were random, I had never met them
But they still looked at me with bad intentions
Caught in between a rock and a hard place
First I had to face my demons
Then I let em fall face first, taste the dirt
Spirits surrounding me, like a cloud
The silver lining like a sun ray, it bursts
Death is never easy, it always hurts
I'm still alive, so why I'm always hurt
Spirit alive, but my soul rebirthed
Be soulful or sulfar raining on the earth

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