Another night alone life is no longer offering a price to hold this knife awol
Time is ticking till my decision to slice my throat has
Taken a hold of me choking me from all these things I'm carrying if god is real
I don't care I'm not scared of him I'm done being an American
Done being compared and sweared within this caravan of hypocrites controlled by
These meticulous prisoners
Within a system that's soon to be existantless
I'm not suicidal it's just I didn't choose this life full of misery and diluted
Titles
I didn't choose this life so I could be told what to do until i'm too old to
Produce a resolution
Us humans are too fragile to remove our ideals and stupid life goals we were
Told from the beginning
That we would be somebody do something or rule this white world but the truth is
Life's girl
Was raised a bitch who cried wolf and gave me this index finger so that I could
Shoot this rifle
Right through the middle of my two tainted brown eyes...Boom

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