Why Do I Even Bother?

(Chorus: Repeat 2x)

Why do I even bother to try?

Why do I even bother to cry?

Why do I even bother to fly?

Why do I even think why?

 

 

(Verse 1)

 

Why do I even bother to try? To get by in this life?

It seems I'm always hanging near the top of a knife

Why do I always try to think over things twice?

When it falls in the gutter ,does it even matter?

If I can write my final letter,my very last chapter

People always looking at me like I'm no good

All I'm trying to do is survive among the wolves

A lone wolf, I'am the lone wolf who pulls

her weight in the world without getting pulled

or pushed into a messy situation without

any explanation by people's contagious doubt

I'm trying to get my money and stay out of the drought

A drought that is been called the In Crowd

I don't give a shit about what styles are in

All I care about is surviving in without an aspirin

but I may need an aspirin because of all the staring

that I get from the all the shit falling and of me thinking

of deep thoughts and questions of why we are sinking

clinging on,holding on and wishing (for a miracle to happen)

Why they dissing? At us? Keep spitting at us

Because we are not to their stupid fitting

 

(Repeat Chorus 2x)

Why do I even bother to try?

Why do I even bother to cry?

Why do I even bother to fly?

Why do I even think why?

 

(Verse 2)

 

Why do people have to keep trying me?

They are always aggravating me

They are pissing me off to the highest degree

Think you have a right to judge me? Because

I'm not to your standard of your fucking pedigree?

As I stand there,waiting on people to make a purchase

on several Perrier,their head is deep in their derrier

(Oh I don't want this) I put it back in place

(Oh I want it back now) Putting it back in the case

(You know I don't want it now) Void it and put it in place

(I want it now) I'm about to lose my pure grace

After the purchase is complete (I think I will buy it now)

In my mind,I'm thinking (Shoot me in my face)

As I leave work,a couple of girls give me snooty faces

because I wear black clothing and wear skull pieces

Little cunts,better look away.I'm not playing or laughing,

I'll hack y'all to pieces

 

(Repeat Chorus 2x)

 

(Verse 3)

 

Why do I even bother to sit on my bed? My hands are folded

into prayer palms,does God even listen? I keep this noted

All I want is for people to leave me alone,keep my door bolted

the world is nothing more then a waiting room for the next stage

Death is of the next act for me,living life without a bar less cage

taking my pen and notepad,turning to a clean blank page

I write everything down from thoughts to fantasies

and everything in between

Wars,Famines,Disasters,Children having Children

Pedophiles after our children

I throw up every single fucking time

I hear those buttknockers hurt our children

My sword is hanging up,waiting for the final hit at batter

When everything doesn't seem to matter,my sword

will make all necks look like butter,with all this red blood splatter