I've tried writing letter now, times before, When the party's and, The is no more, I'll tell you now living has become somewhat a chore, And their rules is such a God foresaken bore, Now I say God I'm programmed, But I in none, I see no and I see no Holy Sons, And if I'm wrong than strike me down and these breathing lungs, Just take the words them back upon my evil tongue, I've seen arm eachother like it's second nature, Some just wanna the world burn, And upon the drums, And is why the music and the rhythm will live on, has a melody and death is like a song,
I sing, sing out to the I sing, Close this little and I think, life is a disaster and it stings, I'm to find a way to just sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close this little and I think, This life is a and it stings, You see I'm to find a way out,
a world, what a world, I'm hanging up the now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end
I went to visit wounded out on Camp Pendelton, And the of the missing limbs it mean there's no love like Wimbledon, When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades gentlemen, I'm thinking that the enemy took their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling, What is now gone unless they got money Forrest and Lt. Dan, The war if you win a damn they have no remorse at any bam, That's fucked off we're chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off, Know our family is grieving 'cause war is recieving peeps and they crying their butts off, why I get so much, When a bust, Why we got it so good 'cause so rough, For the young who, Do exactly they're told to do, Damn, do what exactly what they're to do, Defend they're and uphold the crew, But my one and only soul for you, That's a of a job description, I don't know if my God's with one, But I guess its the laws of men, Send out youngin's and they the victim, Of an evil plan, That's why I be dwamn, 'Cause on 9/11 I realized our is another man's hands,
a world, what a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end
When I see how my loved ones left, I wonder how long I would I fight, I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper lead me night, See I got too pride left, My died to early, Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her took it from me, We drift, naturally like two ships in the of seas, That's why this moments yet I'm too distant to feel it complete, See these days I so disconnected, It harder to drop to my knees, I that's a side effect of living in generation XYZ, Obsessed with pain and man I wish we were kids again, Things simpler than 90s incidents, Got me losing to the hands of violent men, fast, than speeding bullets whizzing down alley ways, Abruptly I'm waking up from haze, But only to the world hasn't changed, Some of not even fazed, Y'all it's the way we been raised? it I'm sinkin right back in this haze, 'Cause thesecould out to be my last today, With a and a prayer put a rope in the air, But I'm too scared, Chokin from the pressure I rock this chest, Swing and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end