my mind provokes memories of negative things you said to me
and steadily, you readily put me down, but i dont frown
as i drown, cause my smile is worth a thousand words, its absurd
i never realized when those words turned, and earned the title of
antonym, i start to fathom sin, a candle lit dinner with the grim reaper of my mind
the leader of my thoughts, leaves me in a ditch, distraught and distracted
from my sunday drive, am i alive? I stare, mind bare and unaware,
into the darkness of a moonless desert highway, scenery is tydie
though my path is still pitch black, i still see shadowy silouhettes
of situations not solved yet, i cant resolve it, I dug a hole to escape,
found more of the same, whats eating gilbert grape? he's going insane
bottle of wine and i start to feel fine, toast to the scapegoat
hit the weed, a feeling of being freed, light one for the scapegoat
a mountain of powder, happiness for an hour, cut some for the scapegoat
rolled weed and ecstasy, dont mess with me, im on the edge of existence
always altered, I started to abuse use with persistence, thats admittance
no resistence, I dont wanna be there, now the edge, is more fair
If im diving, no ones surviving, play it safe and no ones there
reality isnt real to me, mary's takin me, and shown me the truth
its aloof, love's a spoof, its candy for ignorance's sweet tooth
lieing is liberation, liberating liberace's sexual orientation
my border of reality is fading, with no sunlight, its dark out, and raining
my grip is barely sustaining, close to fainting, mind's straining
saying, "Guide me through the valley of shadows", with no yes, no N-O
isolation is all i know, you know? Thats N-O, not "new" "or lean"
shits unique to me and all I see. a gift and curse recieved.
bottle of wine and i start to feel fine, toast to the scapegoat
hit the weed, a feeling of being freed, light one for the scapegoat
a mountain of powder, happiness for an hour, cut some for the scapegoat
A bottle of liquor, is my quicker, way of dealing with ****
A decisive sinner, temporary winner, when it hits
The care free clip is staring at me, but shots from the AK, leave me okay,
pullin a plaxico but to get me outta jail, its fifty-fifty though, heads or tails
tails is bail, but heads is something deeper, steeper, waking the sleeper
disturbing the gate keeper. unleashing a beast leaving me to cease to breathe
and LSD's no CPR, digging my grave even deeper, a walk-through for the reaper
Walls melt, the ceiling lowers, the floor falls through, there are no doors
my perception lessons, im guessin, this is the end just around the bend
like an M Night twist im not sure if i exist so close to deaths kiss, everything's been so hit or miss
a shitty situation but reality's worse, its ****in hell there because of my curse
and i know If my goat ever wore thin, reality'd be the end of me, FIN
Possible "MANIAC" remix
Copyright Tre_Fly 7/3/2011
Need to change the hook and it will be straight. If you need any explanations just ask.