Kendrox
I have strong reason to believe that god doesn't want me to RP...
Hmmm here you go....
Wondering, pondering, crying for a new hope.
Wrap this rope around my neck and I’m a wreck.
Beg as I may, I’ve still lost my legs from beneath me.
I’m wrapped in this sin like it’s my own skin.
Parties are more like Varieties of damnation.
A nation under god is more like a sad love song.
I’ll try never to hit that bong again, for it might take my last breath.
Pull your dagger from it’s sheath only to stab and gut me.
You think I don’t give a ******** but I do, it’s my own life being drained.
I walk in the rain alone, only to be in pain with no fame.
I’ll borrow the sorrow while I wait until tomorrow to come.
I only need some, I’ll lay on the rug as my lips turn blue.
my eyes turn to glue as I stare upon you.
only for you to wear black at my funeral.
you’re lack of faith cause me to blackout and fade within the shades of hell.
Now I’m nothing but a dead shell.