Battle

If I had one option no matter whose watching, they evict me quickly on my

door they knocking/ next thing I know I'm starving mentally and physically/

this shit is new to me no matter what I disagree/ this industry is cutthroat

plain and simple/ I fucking grabbed the gun bit the bullet of the pistol/ life is

dull call me lyrical but I still am more spiritual then a biblical criminal steal

my own ideas I'm not a sightseer, still a cruel creature the grim reaper the

preacher of sadness and fear Ill never change nevertheless stronger or

weaker.