twisted

I don't know if i can take this anymore

its like a war inside my head

emotions popping off like lead outta strap

same strap pointed at my face waiting to blow

im a hoe when it comes to death, i don't stress

i must confess its a high just like crystal meth

like a junkie straight insanity

fucking bloody these cuts deep as hell

might just go to the motel and blow my fucking brains out

shit about to blackout might just take a leap

go into a deep sleep never gonna wake again

ten, nine, eight let the countdown begin

if i was christian id be going to hell

but fuck that, its all a facade

there aint no god just a fraud

sawed that shit outta my mind cause who the fuck needs religion

it just puts you in a prison with no chance of parole

roll up a spliff, one last luxury

wasn't worthy bouta embark on my greatest journey

into the unknown i go

never gonna see my sisters grow my only regret

this shit aint no threat just getting it off my chest

what would you suggest l don't know

not gonna put on a show just gonna fucking disappear

and just so we're clear

i know how this appears but its not how it seems

just dreams, never gonna become reality

my sanity won't let me but really, quite simply

Im done