Whats to remember when I didnt even exist?
The thoughts of starting somethin,
Didn’t mean shit…
You never wanted any part of it.
Should of listened from the get go
My heart was starving
You feed me till I was full
Heart pounding, carving…
I really don’t know much,
But I know what to feel…
And as much as I hate needles at the doctors,
I can tell you that this shit was more real.
Pain is all around the world,
Love has fallen apart,
And this is the last time in my life,
I will give away my heart.
Wear it on my sleeve,
I should consider that,
Because as easy as it was for me to give it away,
I could of been letting someone borrow my hat.
And to get it back…
Is as easier than to give???
Let me ask you a question…
Is it easier to steal or to borrow?
Is it easier to suffer or to live?
That’s right… life is crazy,
We suffer daily,
We all wake up to accomplish one thing,
Get through another one… maybe.
So what should I do…
Jump off a bridge?
Just “kick it” and “hang”?
Should I ride til I die?
Rockin guns never get the same pain?
Its all bullshit…
I’m over it…
I will just drink…
Til my body can no longer function…
That, will be, accomplished in one way…
When my life no longer functions…