murder man, ain't no one dead... always let it go to the ones who said, you never went there, that ain't fair... who made the rules? who made you fool? it was only a vision, a hunger you fed... did they let you suffer? did you love her? did you wanna go home and pray they wouldn't touch her? your mind crept back up and down the road... tryna figure out what you already know... the thought eats your brain, like a rat in a cage, you throw your blood out til ya have no soul. you're gone baby, dead like the rest of them... get up, shut up, just be like the rest of them... get in your grave, lay there, be gone... no one will be there to cry singin a song... this is it, take a breath, no reason to be upset... you bled them, now it's your turn... you shed them, so what's the problem? sit back, take that, put that in the front of your head.
