Blood on my hands and the dead are risen
I can see black smoke off of the west horizon
My hearts on the line, my heads in prison
Now I'm doin time and the bars are crying

Fires are far away but the rains on me
The sky is hazy with heavy lies
With every line a few more fly
With every line another man fries

Dead friends, dead family, and dead faith
Wanna say don't give up, but its not my place
Wanna say just get up, but its not my place
My place is with dead blood and dead belief

Razor lines on glass tables
Dead kids in dark fables
Eyes are jaded, head is faded
But drugs make me elated

Fill the liver with  joy
Treat a life like its a toy
Wind it up and watch gears crunch
Couple keys of the green og kush

Smokin one while my brothers get rubbed out
Wonder if they'll ever let my uncle out
I hope not, If they do I'll cut his lights out
Blood is thicker than water now whats that about

The blood pumps down storm drains on a sunny day
And water is thick with lead and iron now we all gonna pay
Cause we all have debts in Iron, debts in blood, its collection day
The well is dry but bloods pumpin in our veins, we gotta pay

The dead take their due for the debts they accrue
Sins of my father found me and now I'm through
Riddled by addiction and collection through and through
Here comes the toll and the funds are looking few

What can you do we all got debts collecting on our hearts
Time for the bloodletting bleed out till debt finally parts
All we can do is suffer and accrue, wail and lament
Its how life collects its payment

It goes and I think about it
Life drags on and on
It'll be okay we're all dyin
Stitch together all the lyin

But the seams are busting
Maybe its how I was raised
Lusting after greener days
Drinking away darker memory

Lonely, broken, always hoping
Filthy, chokin, and coping
Smog in the sky watching birds die
Working as the people cry

Across a pond watch as they drop bombs
Dead kids, kids with guns, now its gone
Channel flipped and its in our homes
More dead kids, kids with guns, at our homes

Teenage rebels with a cause get the belt
Label them delinquent or maybe life the sentence
Tell them they'll grow out of it
Unsaid is the "or else" unsaid is the threat

Adults work as gears and cogs
Adults work until tears and rust
Act with servitude act as a dog
Or be put own like one as is just

We are the oppressed until we aren't
We are the oppressors until we can't
A revolution of successors to a power
They wield it as did their forefathers

Evil of the poor given power a fearful thought
Do well to domineer and control their thought
And if they disobey beat them till they obey
Or have your head removed as they take your thought

Evil of the rich holding power a fact of life
Still even the rich and powerful fear your knife
Still a beating heart and a body dies as is life
Still the heart of society and you take its life

Its body yours to contort and break
Do you think it better for you to take
Will you be able to handle its stakes
Will you become rich as the poor heartbreaks

Here I am, doing fine again
Where I am, burning down again

In the ashes I found my friend
Gave me warmth he would lend

Now alone, here I am
Cold as stone, where I am

Look at what we've done
Through whispers lost in confidence
Contemplate with the gun
Cause here it comes
Its all coming undone
All is lost and none is won

Machines of steel and estates
Grindstones sharpen the state
And dust is our fate
As of late
She hardly wakes
To sirens over the lake

Who poisoned the well
With liquor and bubbly swell
In the noon we drank swill
And in the morn we fell
None left that can tell
Who slipped the pill

I guess this is it
While children throw a fit
We already left
To enjoy the remnant
Drowsy from death time to light
Set it all alight

A funeral for the future
Make-up and sutures
A body in its sepulcher
Pay respect to who we ******
All respect to our sole benefactor
Cry and lie aren't we great actors

Academia can *******
Had to learn trig to pass
A test pre req for a class

That algebra is all that needs to be known
Intro chem is not a place for tan, cos, and sin
Yet I had to learn and teach it all on my own

After Doing the teaching and learning
They came around and started charging
Hundreds and thousands for nothing

So academia can *******
Had to learn calc to pass
A test pre req for a class

Do your ******* job teach me how to get a job
These administrators are just some ******* slobs
Paid three hundred grand to play with their knobs

If the systems broken fix it or at least override it
Instead you support it while students go into debt
How the **** do you run at a deficit and yet

You take every sweaty blood stained penny
Shake down every downtrodden who looks sorry
Sorry that college was the only choice outta poverty

Academia can eat my ******* ***
Didn't learn **** but I'll still pass
Cause they don't teach **** in the class

Life's been let down after let down
The highs are come down after come down
I stand in place sun up and sun down
Drinking and partying around town
With my constant frown
I wear a whiskey crown
Clarity is the same as misery
So come here commiserate with me
Passed back and forth a bottle of Hennessy
Crying tears of liquid LSD
Shaking from the DT's
First hit I ever took was a freebee
Filled me up and left me empty
My brain aches and my body is sweaty
Sticky and failing grasp for that comfort
Even while I stand in squalor
I toast to every single new year
Down my throat goes another beer
As I careen towards a ******* career
I feel depression and a drugged up cheer
Liquid LSD comes out in tears
DT's and shakes make some fear
But I know none myself, in my town
With a whisky crown and a frown
Everyday sun up and every let down

Trippin and feelin, cripplin depression
Ugly complexion, sippin at concessions
Say its to cope with depression and oppression
But its hedonism and gratification
Basic ******* in lieu of connection
****** with no protection
My life needs an abortion
Get a portion spent without caution
Psylocybin and tax evasion
******* with no correction
Cocktails a fusion that cause confusion
Light concussion drinking white russians
Blurry vision a small contusion
Another forgotten session of confessions
Never learned my own lessons
Can't count my own blessings
Just count the shell casings
Bullets spent on the killings
Dead children for coffin stuffing
Dead presidents for coffer filling
Written off on tax filings
Tax credits for our kings
And all golden things
While I choke from the chains
Broke from bills and pain
A joke before it starts to rain
Work and you will gain
Sweat out your pores till it stains
Sticky and wet in your rusty red chains
Iron oxide is in your veins
And its locked you up in your brain
I came into a world of novacaine
Daddy addicted to release from pain
For every pill of joy he gained
I lost a little of the one from who I was named
And when the time came I left him behind
One of the many times I have sinned
Watched my flesh grow dead and strained
Till I could watch no more as he changed
Now I trip and feel a cripplin depression
My ugly complexion matchin a ugly confession
A dead dad left to his depression under oppression
Hidden in hedonism and gratification
Constant ******* without a connection
Cuz he ****** without protection
I wish I was chosen for an abortion
Blurry vision from all the drinking
Anything that isn't thinking
This is just another session of my confessions
Which I will learn none of the lessons
Soon to be forgotten
Lost in dead in all the oppression
Focus in on so much corruption
Never look at my own problems
Or my own solutions
I watch my own flesh grow dead and strained