It's, Sometimes it just gets like this, You know
Who's to say what's right or wrong?
He walked alone, for such a time,
No fulfillment in existence, Life was just a grind,
So his heart is stone and his soul's an empty shell He said, "Sevin, I pray for Heaven, while they send me Hell"
But what could I say when I myself don't know the truth?
I guess the environment we were lyin in had stole our youth
Cause we were hurtin then and in some ways we're tortured still
Dreams depictin the screams of victims we were forced to kill
And if they only knew how much this man regrets his past
But he only speaks to me through the reflective glass
Another night alone, Another horrid dream
He empties the bottle, Loads the hollow, Such a morbid scene
As he lifts his gun, I see his crying eyes
And looked a cold stare, He says a prayer, And he finally dies
Click, Click, Pow!
And away we go
Are you ready?
Uhuh,
He was a soldier though, Most say his brain was loc
But, All he ever had was a blue rag and pistol smoke
And even though you know I'm clearly from the other side
Every now and then, This cali life, mde Our worlds collide
I respected he, Because he kept it g
He briefly spoke his madness when he said that he respected me
We connected and, It was sorta love
But we were bound by color lines and both were forced to hold a grudge
I used to pray for him in the blackness of the coldest nights
But if you truly reap what you sow, Then he owed his life
He popped some niggaz out, They were from the other side
The federal bureau got involved, so you know, there's Nowhere to hide
So, Barricaded in a hotel room, He hugged his sis
put the .38 to his head And calmly said this is crip
click click, pow, are you ready? uhuh,
We were only kids, We weren't even teens
His parents abused him, I spent the night and heard the screams
He had this girl he deeply loved with all his heart
She was unfaithful, I watched it tear him apart
They said that he was soft, but To me The truth was plain
Lyin in his arms was all he had to soothe the pain
So he tried to call, See if things would change
She told him he was nothin, Why should she explain?
I wondered if she knew the things she do would make him snap
If she would love him like he loved her and try and take it back
But it's too late, His tears already pourin
With blurry eyes He pulled his father's pistol out the drawer
And while he had her full attention on the telephone
He said I love you, Put the metal to his dome
And click click, pow, are you ready?
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Away We Go by Sevin – the best song ever about suicide, even if you don’t like rap you would likely enjoy this song. Listen to it free here: http://www.myspace.com/sevin405/playlists
Enjoy. Take care all.