| I’m a pit-bull with no place to go
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| In a pit full of the snakes below
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| The piss still makes the daisies grow
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| Put a pistol to your face and pull
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| I don’t listen to the radio
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| I don’t listen to my family
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| Said I’m worth my weight in gold
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| I never know which way to go
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| The drugs are overrated
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| Nothing’s gonna save my soul
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| Being sober’s overrated too
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| Everything is fading slow
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| Pitiful lackadaisical
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| A pitfall of these lazy bones
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| The piss still makes the daisies grow
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| Put a pistol to your face and pull
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| Climb my DNA ladder find a piece of gray matter
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| Dr Jeckyll Mr. Hyde & seek a piece of pain management
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| No matter where I go I know I’ll see the same patterns
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| Every single room’s the same some just rearrange better
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| When I’d pull my ugly ribs apart target practice missed the mark
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| Disembark disemboweled this is how I’ll kiss the stars
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| I’m picking flowers now I’m in a garden
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| Reminiscing been this way since kindergarten
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| Wonder why this kid’s so guarded
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| I don’t wanna live like this I’m guilty dehumanized
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| Everybody’s waiting to get euthanized
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| The youth in eyes got replaced with the suicide
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| Pacts you survived and a past that you beautified
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| A death sentence for the crucified
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| From best friends to the eulogized
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| Buried with the peasants putrefied
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| Staring at reflections you admired
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| Nooses tied reminding I’m dying every second I’m alive
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| With a lemon in my eye my fingers plucking petals on my spine
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| She loves me not another devil in disguise
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| Suck the venom from the bite asphyxiated
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| When that hell is in your mind fixated there’s no heaven in the sky
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| Just a rust metal psyche dust settled blood level rising
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| High tide gunmetal eyes cuz they’re blind
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| Look at what becomes of the mighty
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| Calm on the come down but nothing’s inside
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| Except the daisies |