Final Words

--verse 1-- --deoxys beat--

life is something that just dont last forever

similar to that of a coin secretly dropping out of your pocket

but we all take it for granted like a relationship thats all about games

but guess what. thats exactly what life is

the fulfillment of disappointment and optimism that its a final heartbeat

at this time we have no idea what the sound of the beep is

or the color of the casket that brings us to our final destination

its our blame... we followed the same skit

 

but when i disperse

im not like these rappers who need to express emotions through a curse

my honesty is brutal. it just might make matters glance from recovery to

worst

but the emotions that may arise is a situation that may not be overcome..

memories of the past and a guess may just determine the future

just because of the way life goes.

we all wana know if we can start again

but at this time of our memories people held are fading

but its already too late (fade)

 

 

--verse 2--

another round at life is possible ..

but the memories we held were just unchangeable

maybe if we all were the generation to end all this evil

crime, social issues, dont forget racism

but its not a worry because im not worrying with it

our life is on credit breathing for a moment till its time to exit

and remove barriers to open up the the road for the new one

these new comers might just be the new us

the thoughts of uncontrollable suicide just may perish us all

bring a few prayers into our life till we get addicted to the belief

that someone is always watching upon us

just be thankful and humble to the lord Jesus

rather than just waking up with hope that everything is ok

you just may never know when is your last day

then its verified that the 24 hours may feel forever but we all have to go

when its time to be called. just thank for lord for lightening the weight

 

--verse 3--

now its coming to an end

the sky is further. limits aren't no way closer

the green is now colored while tears are being poured

how can we bring this to an end when we will all suffer to try

what if we banned hand guns and weapons

would that ban fun for the fugs and give love to our new wise ones

we all want to try over and over but only the first is an option

life goes on but we are to leave everything

but when it get tense you know what happens

regrets and disputes and tears

one dream left behind. nothing was meant to be

well thats i guess is our phenomenon.

till we all meet again

in some other world

in a new beginning