The guy to make you say "ive had enough of him"
Whole family tree's withered, so I love my kin
I'll make a will when everythings jake, shit even my brothers grimm
My sister scares, limbs in disrepair with twisted hair
Talk to her on the kitchen chair, my social worker says nobodies sittin there
I miss my hair, cry myself to sleep, kick and swear
My brains already been beaten up and bleeds from cuts, lets see how much my wrists can bear
Thats what i'll do to myself, when it comes to you, i got better taste
Show up to a battle a second late i'll make you levitate
And not with a punch of tremendous weight
Just a run of the mill hex I made, yesterday,
use leatherface to demonstrate
Never sane, my thoughts are disturbin
My trip down memory lane was like tim burtons at the start...and it worsens
Battle scars, a sick person
After dark, skin hurtin
Go outside, and can't take the stares, like the lift workin
Rich urchin, I drift, searchin for a reason to live
And came up empty handed from thats sea of abyss
So now i'm curled up knee's to my chin
Screaming in fits
But before I bite my tongue about it, i'll be eating the shit
Feeling amiss, numb walking through this lucid dream
Bet you ain't as bemused as me
Can't figure out how I got here, when I can't usually sleep
Mind set, game and match, it's bruised and bleeds,
Abused and weak
So many scars, my arms could be used as classical music sheets
I sleuth and sneak through the streets, im too discreet
Probly not, im a loony freak, i guess they're just used to me
Or maybe we're all mad, blood cruely seeps into my sleeves
But so has theirs, guess i'm like the dudes who streaks on a nudist beach,
But my lifes cummin to an end but my pens still pumpin,
Now i sit bak until im out like an africans belly button...
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