: I feel the pressure, it lightens to judge this spirit of mine to be like the judgement to be the king that is left behind to hell with I miss you
: long day lay me low. lay me low. head burning drunk. I don't need none that's right man I'm fine but what I've got to know, is have I wasted time
: Crumbling world falls through my hands In my mouth taste bitter sands. Grass is burning, pulse is slow. Drip by drip my backwards growth... crawl.
: Woe to me, battered man raise the monolith deitize my spirit rise like days the world forgets - down the drain - laid to lame a fool-ass hearty bliss
. I still fail to rise, and I cower in reality's eyes, so I just smoke let me feel stoned let that paranoia cut my head off. I'm low down crying shame
: my brain distorts the pleasure, no facts behind my eyes. this pain I've come to treasure, being down has become my life... don't know which one is
: One day, the strain I've never felt like this before Our lives capsized, one man will give back Be clm my love Why don't you kneel for me? I write
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: My time, all my life some way, I saved the memory, the pending, the family, surround me a god given time, a god given gift of life. a time to take
: When does a holding keep me from myself... No chance was given to find myself today... My time of aging... wonder when I'll die... But When My Time
the south is blind, but she gives me so much sufferage with my pain, I feel the strain when I get behind a big slow day I've fucked it all was that down
: A bout of deep depression. Can't seem to move it forward. My lying eyes lie awake. Not sure what I am after. I never died before. Can't help what happened
: free at last, I'm the past, undone in unknown prison, I'm holding on. Peace and need? A mouth to feed? I'm standing way on the other side. I'm staring
Brave river, I can't sail Lone feeling, and I might fail So I just smoke (Smoke) Every breath stoned Sixth hour fail to rise And I cower in reality'
Crumblin' world falls through my hands In my mouth, taste bitter sand Grass is burnin', pulse is slow Drip by drip, my backward growth Crawl Fade, fade
