one more time
I am dying all the time it
Eats my pride with steady bites if
I do try this will it silence
All the cries in my poor mind shit
Evil frightens me no hiding
From the knife if I can't get high this
Truly is life's finishing line if
I get high simply one more time bitch
My dented mind has been less and less fine
Since I've been dead inside and every day I been high
These feelings are not benign they're always at unrest like
Fucking Palestine I feel so asinine
The way I express myself is with meds like
I've been fucking sent by the devil to tell lies
To all of humankind it's not just victimless crimes
That fucking define my purpose my whole design
Chemically unbalanced like I'm missing some enzymes
In my fucking head right I'm on a steady decline
Take some amphetamines to give me some dopamine
I'm being genuine yes truly when I
Say my brain's been entwined with something undivine
An entity serpentine in appearance since my
Birth his venom's dried me out of my best side
I'm nearing my life's deadline I think that it is bed time
I am dying all the time it
Eats my pride with steady bites if
I do try this will it silence
All the cries in my poor mind shit
Evil frightens me no hiding
From the knife if I can't get high this
Truly is life's finishing line if
I get high simply one more time bitch
Ya alright unless I change my ways my demise
Might happen the next time that I fucking get high
But I am set in my ways truly I guess I've
Always wished for death why so from life I can resign
I'll never access my full potential so I'll lend my
Soul to Baphomet why do I allow myself to be led by
The most evilest lies they're always televised
In my fucking head night and day they all reside
Life's a continuous plight everyone just steps by
If I could forget my grief I confess I
Wouldn't know how to get by since my personal paradigm's
Been a negative delight where demons are enshrined
For so long I've let myself fall so far to behind
With my morals I really need to reassign
What I consider wrong and right before I really mess life
Up I've been a dead guy but I want to put to rest my sighs
I am dying all the time it
Eats my pride with steady bites if
I do try this will it silence
All the cries in my poor mind shit
Evil frightens me no hiding
From the knife if I can't get high this
Truly is life's finishing line if
I get high simply one more time bitch
Eats my pride with steady bites if
I do try this will it silence
All the cries in my poor mind shit
Evil frightens me no hiding
From the knife if I can't get high this
Truly is life's finishing line if
I get high simply one more time bitch
My dented mind has been less and less fine
Since I've been dead inside and every day I been high
These feelings are not benign they're always at unrest like
Fucking Palestine I feel so asinine
The way I express myself is with meds like
I've been fucking sent by the devil to tell lies
To all of humankind it's not just victimless crimes
That fucking define my purpose my whole design
Chemically unbalanced like I'm missing some enzymes
In my fucking head right I'm on a steady decline
Take some amphetamines to give me some dopamine
I'm being genuine yes truly when I
Say my brain's been entwined with something undivine
An entity serpentine in appearance since my
Birth his venom's dried me out of my best side
I'm nearing my life's deadline I think that it is bed time
I am dying all the time it
Eats my pride with steady bites if
I do try this will it silence
All the cries in my poor mind shit
Evil frightens me no hiding
From the knife if I can't get high this
Truly is life's finishing line if
I get high simply one more time bitch
Ya alright unless I change my ways my demise
Might happen the next time that I fucking get high
But I am set in my ways truly I guess I've
Always wished for death why so from life I can resign
I'll never access my full potential so I'll lend my
Soul to Baphomet why do I allow myself to be led by
The most evilest lies they're always televised
In my fucking head night and day they all reside
Life's a continuous plight everyone just steps by
If I could forget my grief I confess I
Wouldn't know how to get by since my personal paradigm's
Been a negative delight where demons are enshrined
For so long I've let myself fall so far to behind
With my morals I really need to reassign
What I consider wrong and right before I really mess life
Up I've been a dead guy but I want to put to rest my sighs
I am dying all the time it
Eats my pride with steady bites if
I do try this will it silence
All the cries in my poor mind shit
Evil frightens me no hiding
From the knife if I can't get high this
Truly is life's finishing line if
I get high simply one more time bitch
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Writer(s): Connor Rivard
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