FML
• Written by DirectionalFlow
home again seems this shit never ends there's apart of me still pretends best friends stride by side we ride until its do or die that point we're not joint just two souls same hole
Midnight end up waking in fright if u suffers might no what it's like strike from within it begins demons take flight awake in dream like state my brain The bait no time to wait
Late somehow full of hate no escape from the brain cells lost look the cost not sure anymore clean the pipe down no specks found bound by an addiction what's it inflicting
Lifes like car tight right off big lost nothing clear blood in my ear grab what you hold dear rocky road outta here live life with no fear for the end is near kick.it in gear
Night fly by soaring through space lost no trace slow pace empty face no contact how else do u expect people to react to fact u lack any respect flow on effect reflect what u get
everyone fronting lost something people suddenly aspect then reject do accept I'm defect legit fuck wit no shit never quite admit you let me hit it coz I'm a bit thick
Hit the top dropped to rock bottom forgotten feeling rotten to the core not worth anything more than a score your 2 dollar hore pain what's it all for not sure
path I rolled stole my soul it's hacked black never going to return it's burned to late to learn waiting for lights turn out what's life really about
Different position decision choose wise think twice tryed to survive have no advice hid with a vice ended up fucking my life less pain sustained if I could go back where it began pull the trigger spray my brains so nothing remains but stains
Knife twist just like life is random roll of dice never get to live twice better have a device that doesn't wreck what's above your neck deflect the shit reject the hit flow legit
Fuck my mind if only could Rewind might find master design skip time don't want same Shame stains on ya brain gotta contain what remains pain of insain mind only thing left behind
Never gonna touch what I drop u can't match what I flopped cock out girl knows what this about kissing as sneaking out no doubt tasted my dick no shit she swallows every bit enjoys the hit
Sick feeling numb cold gun pull the trigger let it unfold told ya I control roll by my side or forever confined in a box designed to carry what's left join the rest not up to the test I confess im at my best
Striking back with facts not taking crap enough of that been spat back from hell the first can ya tell inforcing rhyme perfectly timed to blow ya fucking minds no stop signs everone getting left behind
Concealed behind emey lines all be revealed in time new route sneaking about taking everyone out know one around body's cover the ground found my sound disappeared underground
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DirectionalFlow
Member since April 21 2015