leve me alone i dont like this i whant out of that billding i whant to go home
a fleeting glimps of what i youst to be of the boy runing torw my haed in a feld
were the red and blue flowers grow were the grass grows tall and thick were the boy who at age 9 pikt up a gutat and nevet let go he still hasut but the words of his songs talk of deth ad losst love with no way out with somthing to shout about WITH the will to go on
a fleeting glimps of what i was
a chilld […]
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Haed
blood on the flore
and i dont know what to do
hart in my haed and the
pull the triger and im dead
mother fucker stop hitng me im beging you pleas
with my heart string blues
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the people in my head i sware thay whant me dead
“hay that rimed”
SHUT UP BRANE IV HAD IT WITH YOU
im lost and not to be fownd
im going way down to whats ever is below
GAME OVER PLEAS PRES START TO PLAY AGEN
i lost im not doing that agen in 2 days iv gon geting brter to this
LOVE TO YOU ALL MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS