hold up, let's real talk for only just a minute
am i a real guy to you, or a parking with a limit?
it seems we hav these phases
these on and off things
but i really cant take it anymore
its like you're playing with my strings!
sick of all these haneous
crimes that are just outrageous
against my mind and sanity
are you with him, or are you with me!?
cycles that turn and back again
a constant trip to the lions den
Hold one second, I'm about to bleed
One cut, plus two, that makes it three!
Bruises; that mark my skin
Black and Blue and deep within
we tend to dwell within our sins
This mind has reached it's limit
this sanity; i cant hold back.
And when it's all done
maybe you're the one
that'll kill me with a heart attack.
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