everytime I close my eyes...it's no surprise..once again I sell myself a dream
cuz I'm wishin for shit I'm never gonna get wich diminishes my self esteem
and my health it seems...is slowly corroding from this tidal wave of stress and pain
and tryin to hide from this flood of frustration doesn't make me any less insane
strait edge pressed on viens..if there's lessons to gain..I guess I didn't make the grade
should I continue to play this game of life...or leave it now with impressions from this razor blade
death was taylor made..cuz as far as I'm concerned..life just doesn't fit too well
at least when I'm released from this prison of life..I won't be goin back to hell
just a little flow off the top...
ghost
:devious:
cuz I'm wishin for shit I'm never gonna get wich diminishes my self esteem
and my health it seems...is slowly corroding from this tidal wave of stress and pain
and tryin to hide from this flood of frustration doesn't make me any less insane
strait edge pressed on viens..if there's lessons to gain..I guess I didn't make the grade
should I continue to play this game of life...or leave it now with impressions from this razor blade
death was taylor made..cuz as far as I'm concerned..life just doesn't fit too well
at least when I'm released from this prison of life..I won't be goin back to hell
just a little flow off the top...
ghost
:devious: