Chances

Zero chances see no answers

We are devil dancer but we know exchanges/

Of the morally good we cancer we show derange

We know strange when it comes to others but not our personality

To much Judgement even in the church brothers it worsen likely

We need adjustment before a hearse smothers a curse then spite ye

Instead it’s resentment a verse encumbers but worth then spiked see

Like the spike scene detached from my head from some whispers of insanity

Open the latch became dead numb from whimper in sanity

Low Energy when all eyes on me don’t know if they can rely on me

I spy slowly they plotting to get me stopping to sent me to hell

Who Often dent me is me who often tempt me is me oh well

realize it’s still lies but I theorize fear rise as I come close to about dying

I’m Propose to inspiring but I’m close in wiring ever since I froze then crying

Frozen frying like there no closing depression

So I’m showing suppression of holding aggression

Knowing confession still I get close to deception

Handling rose to be Exception

Do we Notice redemption or declining more

He finding war as he bakes icing poor