Creeping  though the town looking for something to smoke,  


They don't care about money cause they rather go broke,

They got the solution its written in this wrap,  

Everybody sells it it's all on the maps,  

Dark red eyes and the movements is stiff,  

You can catch a contact if you get a whiff,

It comes in different colors ain't no need to be picky,  


They ain't worried bout God but this could be risky,

They love the slow Burns but it's slowly burning they're souls,

They ain't worried bout nothing but fulfilling those holes,

They smoke into they're lungs get numb,

The worlds slowed down they're forever young,

They're on top of the world trying to hide these emotions,

God still loves you he doesn't hide his devotion,  

They rather feel free then  wait for freedom,
  
This life that they chose is more then treason,

God will still forgive no need to feel shame,

So start today and burn that flame,

A new morning , a new shine, a new hope, a new line,thinking about the old time, what happens next is a mystery for all time ,Sun's shine and moon's light both are same for me in this new world my new worlds make tears in another eyes and fear in another minds

My brain was clouded with all of the smoke.

I took another **** laughing at the stupid jokes.

Forgetting the promisees that we had once spoke.

I felt as if something was broke...

So I took another ****

To forget we ever spoke.

As a young girl, I paid attention
I knew what happened behind closed doors
It was horrid.
I recall nights of sickness
Inhaling your mistakes into my tiny lungs
And kids didn't want to sit with me at snack time
Because I reeked of regret.
And now, years later
When you found my bag of ***
How could you be surprised?
How could you be shocked
That your daughter, now sixteen
Picked up the same habits you practiced
Her entire life?
Because that burning feeling in my throat
Mixed with cool fall air and sadness
Was my ultimate high.
Because this was easier than dragging a sharp blade
Across my arm to bring some sort of
Non-existent relief.
It was better to escape to somewhere else
Where my problems were small
And I was free.
And when you asked me where I got it
How could you be even the tiniest bit surprised
When you heard that my answer was,
"From your stash"?

The ticking behind me is an irregular constant
Reminding me that i'm not well
Reminding me that they're after me
Reminding me of past sin

Current sin no good god could forgive
Sin so damaging
"He's coming back again"
The words have always haunted you

They slip through the cracks of paranoia
In your sick mind
It's all empty
She'll never love You

Nobody should care, but they do
Don't you wake up knowing He loves you?
Everyday, i wish i could say yes
But it feels like my brain is being torn apart

Where's your head at, you liar!
You sick *******, high at church
How could a Just One love me?
Make me fall on my knees?

You'd better punish yourself
So He doesn't have to
Too late, He'll whip your ***
Get ready for a pounding

I drink till I hit the floor
Smoke **** till I can't think no more
I have become

Numb