There I was, unconscious on the floor This place I never knew departing from me I’m sure Awaiting the hand of God knowing I stand to fall I stared into the pitch black to no hand at all You’re all alone and you think of home Places you may have been and who you’ve known This beauty they speak of I cannot see As I imagine as a child it’s make-believe Good ideas, hard to find, get one and stand in line Been judged and judged, what’s one more time? Enduring suffocation through the pain of humiliation Discover both sides of manipulation Family picked up and went away Some friends have left and some have stayed I’ve trusted one and been betrayed
And you grow tired of lying on the ground People walking on you If you get to your feet, you struggle to stand People you know withdraw their hands And you don’t know why I know why
I am just unable to feel or God-fear Some people you may have met on this planet are not here Life taunts of violence, death plots of silence If your soul’s priceless, it’s cause no one wants to buy it If you relapse you quietly falling, nobody catches you So the monkey on my back is still flinging shit at you Wipe it off, let’s move on, we have so much to do So much to see, I have so much pain for you When your life is sucking, you got vices That are something to hold onto as you fall into nothing It’s like you’re drowning but too good to take a hand and pities While you cling to your addiction like a kid in swingies Silly habit, drugs are for kids, not adults It is not free to live unless it’s under a bridge New York City could gauge its health with colours They said I was a danger to myself and others I have CC brothers, forgive my enemies WM’ll live on like the Kennedys Every amenity, you’re loving this I’m an American, not to be gluttonous You have a big chain to accentuate the ugliness My soul is stuck in this, unaware of its appeal or purpose Manufactured for you to steal or purchase You leave behind what you get for money, oh well What’s the weather like, kid? It’s always sunny in hell!
I have one thing left to say, I’d like to share it with you If you don’t care, is it too bad for me or too bad for you? I know it’s complicated, you suffer and try to make it The maggots just wanna be compensated And live through Camu
You picked at the flesh, the death of his death astounding The WM on his arm and a circle around it I like to think what he left behind you can really use it Instead of saying his name just to move your shitty music The day I feel the need to stand in a bathroom And shovel cocaine and do a human vacuum, I’ll look you up The day I need another hole in my face when you pass away People think that you’re just checking your Myspace Then your enemies give you public head quick So wanted at my funeral, just pull out my dead dick Thought to reject, see him at the gates and let him in I guess they needed you as much as we do yet again I looked at the sky and opened my eyes and the Weathermen Symbol in the cloud is just a memory of my friend He stuck his head in the future where they sing his art Where the wild go, be crowned the king of heart
If I had things left to say, why would I share it with you? How you suck the life from the dead is even too low for you The time we spent’s depleted so that’s just ? Join the kids and mead it up and tell ‘em how you knew Camu Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
