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Death is your Date (give way)
Twisting Verses of my mouth watering Rhymes, Posionous InToxication of a vial thinking mind.
Dont be the one to fall into this pit of depressing portraits, i dread when another one falls through the aid of my forfeits.
The blood is spewing out of my mouth its watering with the taste of another hit, the pure reasoning of this piercing complication that doesnt even fit.
showering you with tears that hasnt been cried trying to hide the hidden side containing my secrets of suicide.
plush mellow hollowness and pressure right beneath, is still to much to think about too much to even scream.i wanted to wake up and hope it was a dream, but now i just want to sleep forever no more dreams of grief.
theres a hole inside me that grows beside me and froze the silence of my dose provided.
Overcome the tradgedy which has overturned my life, the tradgey that hasnt happened yet grows inside this knife.
gottogo letmego letitgo nowletgo
say goodbye without a sigh
breath it in and carryon with life
i say this too many times
throw me away im holding you back im not doing anything to get you back
justletmego
say so long
letting the humming silence and rest again
throw me away
throw me today
i dont want to stay with my wounds a fray
pumping my lyrics through my mind finding my forgiveness and locking it away
holding up tight and not letting go not trusting things because everythings on show
how long will it take for me to go when will light fade into a hole when will i gorge my last breath taken and forge
the silence ends breaking the exsistance now to end my time i want to give everything back and not bother to try and bloody empty lonely lieing there DEAD!
pass me the paper
give me the noose
tie me the pills
and loosen the blade,
increase my abuse and let me fall onto the spikes that represent my pain,
let my hate flow free let my anger cascade.
bring on the darkness so can finally give way...
when would i put my noose into misuse?
how can i have my blade mislaid?
and my pills have constent refills
just to make sure
i have the cure...
so tell me i havent thought this through its all i think about thats the truth
fuck i cant pretend i dont want to defend (myself) from pain just bring the pain im brused from its beating im confused by repeating im loose on retreating and quick to completing
my suicide
in which what i want is tossed aside as a selfish act but you steal my thoughts my taunts and be so fucking selfish
i lose taste for fresh reason for life
i complete my excution with a plea of resent
fuck you all this is strict content
hell has open i step through
finally escaped the really punishment of great denial and refusal of weakness
all of you are your own depression accept yourself accept your fate
and for each one you all been fooled because in the end...
Death
Is
Your
Date
