its amazing how it all turns out..
when the whole feeling burns out..
to flash out underlying demons of pain
and ill fated strain to no gain..living in vain..
yeah..but who cares..
when it all orchestrates to a harsh life's snare
so i trail on rough thorns with my feet bare
broken heart encompassing the cold flare
and still i dare..say...i sware you'll pay
for this pain in my brain..that cripples my day
but revenge is best as an iced dish
diggin two graves..one for me one for this e-sh..