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not a menace

 

not a menace


Blood shot eyes, I might cry
Little sad eyes how am I a bad guy
Blood stained wrists, sensations
Losing feeling in my fingers and my patience

Losing feeling in my patience, burning backwoods in my basement
That's a fragrance I can't take it, got this anguish, I won't face it
I'm a reject lost my placement, got these problems, you don't say shit
Ima wind up in a casket so I might as well embrace it

Embrace the shit on my mind, everything is so fucked up
I been taking my time, I been gaining my trust up. you been tellin those lies
They be wearin those signs, don't trust us, you fucked up, you fucked up

Blood shot eyes, I might cry
Little sad eyes how am I a bad guy
Blood stained wrists, sensations
Losing feeling in my fingers and my patience

Lost my patience, lost my mind, lost my freedom, lost the time
Lost in thought but not unconscious steady living its a process

Wish I knew a way to vent, bury feelings deep within, post a song and spark it up, hope you're happy when I'm dead

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