deathofadream

They say a man can only be alone for so long, before the Man's mind is gone.

I walked into a super K, and went into the back. I started askin questions checkin out the
Chainsaw rack. They had a test model, i pulled the cord and got it runnin. Turned the blade on
The kid workin and blood started gunnin. "What the fuck am I doing?" I dropped the shit and
Started cryin. I made it down two aisles before some hero clotheslined me. I got up, grabbed a
Shovel, and stabbed him in the gut. I pulled it out and hammered across the back of his nug. I'm
Hearing sirnes going off, its no bluelight specials. I turned murderer cavin in to daily life
Pressures but fuck that now all ya'll gonna know me. See me on TV and be like "Look there go my
Homie." I'm more than lonely, I'm lost, lives are the cost. I just beat some bitch in the head,
Stabbed her twice and took off. They can't find me, I'm hidin in the flannel coat rack. I jump
Out and attack, and put a gash in your neck. I finally made it to the front door, and to the
Parking lot. That's wen i got shot alot I got got. Police with bullets and more bullets, pluggin
Me deep. I'm seein flashes, hearing screamin and its all over me. I see a crowd of people bein
Held behind the police tape. All watchin me die, I think i made no mistake. I finally got some
Recognition, dying on my knees, ready for hell because compared to my life, it should be an
Ease... like easy... cake walk... let's go