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I can see right through
The eyes of the people I walk by
I watch their conscience flinch
As they make their life a lie

But if I pause to think
Look

prevalent
I've had a taste of this generation's bitter end
I had a time when I was fighting with a mental illness
We all facing some demonic spirits that are

what if I'm, what if I'm)

What if I'm just a musician 
To make up for all the attention I didn't receive?
Why is a nigga so driven by saying 
"I

on the shelf
Ready to pop a couple shells
I dismember motherfuckers
Like I do to the elk
The forest I dwell
The blackout zone
A lone soul who's sewn to old oak

restless souls and hold it close to all your friends
For it'll all be gone at the dawn of winter's end

The soft embrace of Christmas memories remain
Through

and bitter, (meanwhile)

I am tormented and sleepless…

The hours pass and a sigh rises,

“Perhaps this spiral is not mine”.


And how can I strip such infinite

long
When writing these songs
It helps me digest the bitter pill
Can't sit still
Cause My nerves never will, uh
I've survived the flames
I've endured

hope you don't forget the good times
Eyes like the moon and a smile like the sunshine
Consumed my soul and my heart was no longer mine
You were my breath

hope you don't forget the good times
Eyes like the moon and a smile like the sunshine
Consumed my soul and my heart was no longer mine
You were my breath

is a mess
And stress been marking my steps
I missed on the abyss
By bout 3 lines and a fifth
Feel like I'm sinking
I'm thinking that we should start

the time to deliver, my heart was withered, I bargained bitter
A friend, but in the end you knew the plan at hand was so much bigger
I got the picture

I lost all directions
My cold soul lost control
And without your affection
Who knows where I'd go 
Oh, I know

I laid all the blame on
Anyone

inside that safe of yours, so you can savour those last blood drops. 
There's no such colours in the world that would describe my bitter end, I only hope

the pain
It's all the same
Medicating symptoms
Not the sickness in my brain and my heart
And my soul
And my spirit
Can't you hear it?
My entire being is

love
But they also don't know how often i hurt
Well they still don't know me
But still act like they own me

Bitter, like your soul i think
I've had many

glory
We write tales to say the idealistic ways to go out and live our lives
But attempts don't align with the plans we design, so our soul is defeated

turned my head to avoid the bitter end

You'll come of age in a broken world
The future's gone and the past is purged
But when it's time for the dam

love
But they also don't know how often i hurt
Well they still don't know me
But still act like they own me

Bitter like your soul i think
I've had many

I never saw so drear, so rank, so arduous a wilderness! Its very memory gives a shape to fear.

Death could scarce be more bitter than that place! But

Faces passing by
They are masked in pretend
Is there solace out there
or just the bitter end
Weight of the past
feels just like a heavy chain
A haunting

What if it ain't have to end
What if we better friends
What if we both lived by sword instead of living off this pen
What happens if I take you back

your gaze 
eat me up 
maybe my soul will fill your cup 

bitter pills 
taste the same in a winter chill 
you choose to live on 
dragging the ball

other make life convenient
But we rule by the Jezebel
I’m sorry
Father ah know You the best to choose
Bless us with the beautiful soul to rule
We been

friends oh fuck
Now all my friends are dead
Looked inside the mirror
And I all saw was bitter ends
Fell into my bed
And on my pillow there I bled
I hate