With bullet like words I'll let it rain
So everyone can taste my pain
Let them crumble under my strain
Someone needs to ring the bell
I already fell
All my life I've tasted the flames of hell
Hit after hit, bout after bout
No ones there to help me out
With deafened ears they hear my shouts
I've ran out of options, ran out of luck
Now I'm being ****** in, I'm stuck
Will no one brave the quicksand and pull me up
Look at the mess they made
Not helping a friend that could've been saved
I hope they never come to my grave
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 12:14 PM UTC
With bullet like words I'll let it rain
So everyone can taste my pain
Let them crumble under my strain
Someone needs to ring the bell
I already fell
All my life I've tasted the flames of hell
Hit after hit, bout after bout
No ones there to help me out
With deafened ears they hear my shouts
I've ran out of options, ran out of luck
Now I'm being ****** in, I'm stuck
Will no one brave the quicksand and pull me up
Look at the mess they made
Not helping a friend that could've been saved
I hope they never come to my grave
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