Grits - Satans Poem
• Written by Gritz
Vision unstable, CPR, keep me off this table
im about to break out from a whole different angle
skull crushed no ankles handled with a rope and strangled
straight mangled ruined with a fact
like an act of feeling trapped stay strapped
she might snap a pill head on crack a maniac
but ima write these lines
thinkin of you on sleepless nights
starting to feel psychotic vibes
cause when your stressed out the devil strikes
been ready to take your soul
but its not something that cant be sold
it will leave you dead it will leave you cold
but what is left might leave you exposed
stoned out choked by the smoke
and when your vision comes back say what your told
cause everything dies in Satans Poem
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Gritz
Member since May 26 2016