Flatline
Doctor leans over me
In my eyes he can that im dying
No time to mourn no time to find time to cry. If I    were to relive my life would  I choose to end it. Why  so confused why no more good news. Where am  I going to go when im gone. I chose my choice now im to far out, hidden in doubt. If I could hold time I'd never let it fly by. Im not okay im not fine . Ive realized ive flat lined. Whispers in the night fighting for a fight to survive through flatline. My life in shambles my memories scrambled.  my gritting teeth begin to bleed. This hell I scream. My body fused  by the flame. Cracked between the crevices of forgotten memories. How did i get here. I don't deserve this. I lead a good life. Now I'm deserted. I try to breathe but it starting to seem that im  held by the chains that i have carried with me. All my useless desires fade to a sea of gray. I will never see the light of day.  bounded and confined I lay down to cry as the pain seeps through my skin. I missed the mark and theres no turning back.  I've cross the line. Is this what it means to flatline.

Spare me some change hear me again. Loosen the grips. Find the suite that looks best. Set my mind at ease.
Or at least give me wits.  Like to hear your wisdom. This world i was given. I know was created. So show me a reason. If only three wishes. I would spread out the dishes. Giving me room to talk to you. In this way i commute with my genie. Blurting out my few requests. I would think over. Which would give the earth rest.  And for the others I would discuss each ones benefits. Till I land upon the one that fits me best. If such a time as this. I would choose to change what i have seen. Rotating around this ongoing cycle. My third statement. Was of great value. I compalined to the genie. Saying why do people die. Why cant we go back in time and relive our life. As he rose higher than my stove.     He replied with a sigh. The true question you should be asking, How have you chosen to live it. And with that the genie floated out into the dark streets outside.

Hey you think its strange. Me leaving you today. I regret not leaving you earlier. Because i wouldve never known your name. Had your heart. You said we were the same. But i could never be that mean. I say it because you were cold. Little Mrs pretty face. I'm happy your gone. You pushing me up into the ceiling. Me pulling down your crowns. That i gave you cause I believed your fame.I heard about what youve done, staying and getting on my nerves.  But now I know I can blow out your memories. My mind at ease. From ya pain. Each day that that im away from your presence . Reminds me that the roads hold grace. No longer are you younger than me. Stress making me older.

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Your games where making me crazy. Your words where all deceived. Your heat was just a fake. Just to hide your intentions. You called it fun when you killed my heart. You took my gun and sayed it was for good reasons. Still leaving me awe struck by your insane  Pages written with green words. And stained with false blood. You wouldve done anything to hurt me.

Tuesday eating cereal in the morning .  Listen to the radio playing my tunes. Used is how you played the game. Abused, is where I stayed broken inside. But today,  Looking forward to tonights horizon. Maybe it won't be so dark now that your lost. Lost your heart along time ago.  From me to my homies. We solute good news at the ceremony of better days to come.  Rapping different rhymes. Cause these are different times. Weve changed  our rhythm. Taking our rounds pumping up the crowd. We scaz the house all night.  Pop our collars and and filling our brains with things that come with packages. Of happines. This  reminds me of what you did to get rid of it.  

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My lady was making paranoid.    What looked real was just a joke.Your games where making me crazy. Your words where all deceived. Your heat was just a fake. Just to hide your intentions. You called it fun when you killed my heart. You took my gun and sayed it was for good reasons. Still leaving me awe struck by your insane  Pages written with green words. And stained with false blood. You wouldve done anything to hurt me, and to cut deep.

Echoes in my garage. Coming from the guitars on our porch. Belonging to us and the gang. Paparazzi flashes can't touch us cause we behind a bomb shelter. Living with our friends . The drums bringing the bang. That slams the fists in the air. All the people cheer. Glad your not hear, honey. I know youde dissapproved. Of what Ive chose. Oh well its over baby. Singing of our victory by band blinging with royalty. And our wallets stuffed with money. Packed with green dough. This reminds me of you and the things you didnt let me do.


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My lady was making paranoid.   What looked real was just a joke.Your games where making me crazy. Your words where all deceived. Your heat was just a fake. Just to hide your intentions. You called it fun when you killed my heart. You took my gun and sayed it was for good reasons. Still leaving me awe struck by your insane  Pages written with green words. And stained with false blood. You wouldve done anything to hurt me, and to cut deep. Im relieved your gone. Im glad we're done.

Chorus And I'll say so long to yesterdays, promises. And I'll look back now. But I'll never turn around.   In my heart is the the sound.I heed the words. I'll ignore the hurts. Telling me this is a hard hard road.  Chorus  Goodby i wave to Yesterdays promises. Never really made much sense. In my head. So many voices telling me that someday ill be over this.  And all the feelings inside. I know you've healed my life. I need your memories. To remind me that they were once lived out. I doubt I'll ever see your smile. 

Chorus  And I'll say so long to yesterdays, promises. And I'll look back now. But I'll never turn around.   The way you forgot what we were talking about. I'll remember through tommorrow. And forever long, I miss our starts . I guess this is how we finished.

Distant letters to town making there way back home. Distant soldier in war losing himself.  Tears write the words on his paper. And the pain in his heart.   

Chorus: he stands firmly in the dirt. His solute flailing through the sky to his forehead. His command heard through the air to his followers. He cries. Welcome young worrier. Welcome young pride. Welcome young fighters, here you can't be afraid to die.   

He fights for his family rights. Battles for the worlds freedom. Standing beside his fellow soldier. Hes there crying shoulder.  Little did he know that the fear of leaving here. Was instilled in his soul. A life of hiding himself from the world. Because he wants his children to be happy, and never learn to to be cruel.  As he takes out a pen. Writing dear son I can't believe your ten. Send my love to your mom. Cause honey I love you to. Wiping his eyes as the tears fell through. Writing I love you sincerely and forever yours. As he returns to his storm. His stance is formed .  

Chorus: he stands firmly in the dirt. With  His solute flailing through the sky to his forehead. His command heard through the air to his followers. He cries. Welcome young worrier. Welcome young pride. Welcome young fighters, here you can't be afraid to die.

After his speech walking back to his cabin his. Stopped by his commander above him. To hear him say you've been commissioned. To fight with your men on the next mission. He knew the journey that he'd take with them. Would be a dangerous one. So out in the Baghdad as the bullet shells. Missing him by only a few  inches. Standing with his men in the ditches he screamed over the noise of the bombs landing just over their heads. Commanding through his tears. 

Chorus: he stands firmly but with fear. With his feet in the sand. His solute flailing through the sky to his forehead. His command heard through the air to his followers. He cries. Welcome young worrier. Welcome young pride. Welcome young fighters, here you can't be afraid to die. This is close to the end. By let them not forget our let's breathe. 

These where the words he said, fighters for freedom. Remember to pray each day. Cause today is a gift , givin and gained by warriors pain..Don't forget them.

Chorus This is the day to remember the greats. Remember their tragedies, and all of their victories.  Brothers in arms, fighting for our freedoms.  No longer take for granted. The warmth we have the jobs we gained. And the children playing with toys. Don't forget their names.  

Chorus This is the day to remember the greats. Remember their tragedies, and all of their victories.  Brothers in arms, fighting for our freedoms.  All the warriors who battled their hearts. The ones who walked before us.  6 feet under the dirt.  And pray  the ones above let's show them love. And thank God for there sacrifice. So many died so we could enjoy what we've known in this life.  In these ever changing times.

Chorus This is the day to remember the greats. Remember their tragedies, and all of their victories.  Brothers in arms, fighting for our freedoms.    Give alms to the needy. Make this world worth living in. Making the morning deserving.  By trying to find the people who gave their time. To fight for freedom.

Walk a little walk down the bright side of Chicago. Talk a little talk don't speak of trouble. Be a little nice while Our hearts stay cold. Down chicago road. Isnt it easy when were livin for ourselves. Forgetting what went wrong. Let's remember someane.Isnt it easy but it's way to late.  To make up for yesterdays trouble.   Let's make a little ride down Memphis drive. Talk a little much but speak no more.  leave me hangin on your door. So when did I deserve to die .  Isn't it easy To look for the streets of gold.  Keep Drivin me crazy. I guess I will find out, short ride, tonight. Is it amazing yeah how much is desired. Isn't it easy to play the tables wrong. But setting the dishes right. But maybe you and i under the skies will finnally find this easy life is hard. La la da da da , all right all wrong. It's easy to know what's hard. So long goodbye. It's easy ride, but a hard life.