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I stay awake, whritin' letters I'll never send, realizin' the struggle will never end.
I keep my feet to these streets where I'm a better red, walkin' over bodies.
I'm realizin' the state of chaos that my life's in,
it seems like my backs bith is just destabilizin'.
I'm fantasizin' about a better way,
but wakin' up everyday, to the tunes of mental hand grenades.
And the false image of somebody layin' next to me,
who understands my struggle on the clouds of misery.
And knew no stop when I'm trippin', it really isn't me,
and prison and pain, I need someone to set me free.
Who needs evil flowers in my love, take a shower and rub a tub,
and who respects the sun above.
I'm sendin' this one out to all of you all who depend on me,
rest this case, you'll always have a friend in me!.
But I need somebody too, somebody to see who,
respects that to myself, I need to be who?
And sometimes, I need to be alone, in the seecret isolation of my home,
so don't disturb me when I'm in my zone, cause that's where I get the strength to throw away the stones.
I stay awake, writin' letters I'll never send, realizin' the struggle will never end.
I keep my feet to these streets where I'm a better red, walkin' over bodies.
I stay awake, writin' letters I'll never send, realizin' the struggle will never end.
I keep my feet to these streets where I'm a better red, walkin' over bodies.
I keep my feet to these streets where I'm a better red, walkin' over bodies.
I'm realizin' the state of chaos that my life's in,
it seems like my backs bith is just destabilizin'.
I'm fantasizin' about a better way,
but wakin' up everyday, to the tunes of mental hand grenades.
And the false image of somebody layin' next to me,
who understands my struggle on the clouds of misery.
And knew no stop when I'm trippin', it really isn't me,
and prison and pain, I need someone to set me free.
Who needs evil flowers in my love, take a shower and rub a tub,
and who respects the sun above.
I'm sendin' this one out to all of you all who depend on me,
rest this case, you'll always have a friend in me!.
But I need somebody too, somebody to see who,
respects that to myself, I need to be who?
And sometimes, I need to be alone, in the seecret isolation of my home,
so don't disturb me when I'm in my zone, cause that's where I get the strength to throw away the stones.
I stay awake, writin' letters I'll never send, realizin' the struggle will never end.
I keep my feet to these streets where I'm a better red, walkin' over bodies.
I stay awake, writin' letters I'll never send, realizin' the struggle will never end.
I keep my feet to these streets where I'm a better red, walkin' over bodies.
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