Another day
Another coffin rots away
Life’s just a game we play
Until God takes us away
Tomorrow is not a guarantee
When my mind is my purgatory
Why does society insist on controlling me?
The ignorance of this generation astounds me
Let my mind wander and start a verse
I’ve seen too many loved ones dead in a hearse
Escape reality, Peter Pan
Gone, gone, gone away, Neverland
My heart golden, but my blood’s black
My mind breaks me, torture rack
Mind racing, super sonic
I never understood any of Shakespeare’s sonnets
A fool because I chose a fifth year
Step into my shoes, you wouldn’t be here
You would’ve offed yourself
Your urn collecting dust on your Momma’s shelf
Was her death my karma?
In the end, a pause, comma
In my journey, just put me in a coma
Wake up with a whole new persona
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
Another day
Another coffin rots away
Life’s just a game we play
Until God takes us away
Tomorrow is not a guarantee
When my mind is my purgatory
Why does society insist on controlling me?
The ignorance of this generation astounds me
Let my mind wander and start a verse
I’ve seen too many loved ones dead in a hearse
Escape reality, Peter Pan
Gone, gone, gone away, Neverland
My heart golden, but my blood’s black
My mind breaks me, torture rack
Mind racing, super sonic
I never understood any of Shakespeare’s sonnets
A fool because I chose a fifth year
Step into my shoes, you wouldn’t be here
You would’ve offed yourself
Your urn collecting dust on your Momma’s shelf
Was her death my karma?
In the end, a pause, comma
In my journey, just put me in a coma
Wake up with a whole new persona
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