Pigs
• Written by KKM
I always feel like theres something behind me.
A couple thoughts got out of my head and now there hiding.
Mental fist to cuffs we're always fighting
Im in a constant battle between living and dying
i just want to end it
but a bullet to the head would only dent it
typed in i love you but i didnt send it
i just didnt want to regret it
These days fear is stronger then love
i tried to cut but it wasnt enough
so now im letting my conscious beat me up
And my life is a mixture of bad karma and good luck
My feelings always mixed.
My thoughts playing tricks.
one second i love you the next eat the bitch.
Its fuckin sick
but i guess im that ill
All my voices want me to kill.
So much talk i dont even know what i feel
or if any of this is real
so i pop another pill
and burn another tree.
split my conscious up but there all still me
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KKM
Member since November 21 2014