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Often I wonder how I would die Despite knowing I could I couldn't go any further than try So I thought I'd rebel Against those who suppressed me Knowing if I do I'm viable for Hell Eliminate those who wish to best me Test me Contesting Everything I held dear in life Target my family And you're on my hit list **** with my friends And my arrows won't miss My last show of defiance To break an uneasy alliance With people I gave a second chance Who just let it fly past Like ***** I don't hand these out freely You must be insane to dis this completely Turning my olive branch into a mockery Well I can draw a sword and cut you up like piece of meat So I figure when I eventually kick the bucket I'll mess with the "best" to the point that they just say **** it" And decide not to hurt anyone ever again When they are six feet under due to long-time tradition And when I decide it's time I'll get myself something prime Perhaps a strong drink with a splash of lime And with a handful of pills sever my lifeline beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep But not any time soon, It's still morning not noon And I do not wish For tears to storm like a monsoon
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 6:23 AM UTC
The Day I Die
Often I wonder how I would die Despite knowing I could I couldn't go any further than try So I thought I'd rebel Against those who suppressed me Knowing if I do I'm viable for Hell Eliminate those who wish to best me Test me Contesting Everything I held dear in life Target my family And you're on my hit list **** with my friends And my arrows won't miss My last show of defiance To break an uneasy alliance With people I gave a second chance Who just let it fly past Like ***** I don't hand these out freely You must be insane to dis this completely Turning my olive branch into a mockery Well I can draw a sword and cut you up like piece of meat So I figure when I eventually kick the bucket I'll mess with the "best" to the point that they just say **** it" And decide not to hurt anyone ever again When they are six feet under due to long-time tradition And when I decide it's time I'll get myself something prime Perhaps a strong drink with a splash of lime And with a handful of pills sever my lifeline beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep But not any time soon, It's still morning not noon And I do not wish For tears to storm like a monsoon
you only live once, so you only get one shot at what you think is right
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 6:23 AM UTC
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