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Spiritual Suicide
- Acid washed denim, playlist a mix of Pac and Black Sabbath.
- Baggie full of green shit, mind full of madness.
- Lost count of how many straws I've been grasping at, semiauto asthmatic.
- Gasp and stagger backwards, had some friends that were just backstabbing actors.
- As soon as my chips were down, those bastards went and vanished.
- What accolades did I acquiesce, what did I leave half finished,
- How much did I actually attempt half assing at?
- Who you laughing at?
- I loosened my grip on those regrets.
- I've spent plenty nights losing sleep with my t shirts soaked in sweat.
- What's coming next?
- You best double check just who think you is if it's me you fucking with.
- I'm done with this and that, these fairweather friends;
- And who's to say when my sun sets and my season ends?
- This ain't even do or die.
- No, this is do or lose your entire life,
- The only difference between this and simple death is that one is optional, the other inevitable.
- Welcome to Spiritual Suicide.
- Uh, Welcome to Spiritual Suicide.
- Too many of these people giving me the screw face like they've been chewing limes.
- Or maybe they've spent too much time in the bathroom doing lines.
- It ain't my place to judge someone on how they choose to cope with life.
- Word to the wise however, in order to help others don't make yourself the sacrifice.
- I gave too much love to these curmudgeonous motherfuckers;
- All I got back was acid, seems that they must've all been born with mouths full up with mustard.
- For now, I'll keep pulling my punches, sticking to my guns;
- Working my ass off and packing my lunches.
- I'm attempting to align these chakras, but don't piss me off or,
- Knock knock, the fucking dragon is coming.
- I'm attacking these gaggles of chumps, I'm an unknown bastard handing out slashes and lumps.
- If you're looking to get slaughtered and smashed, look no further, that's just a part of my craft.
- Do what you can to better yourself and others, but don't become a target as well.
- But if you manage to find yourself with that bullseye on your back leaving your marked as a mark,
- Grip your soul tight and abandon your carcass in hell.
- So what if they carve their markings into that vessel, oh well.
- Just make it known you wouldn't consider putting a price on yourself, no sale.
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