I'm difficult to understand if you don't inquire about the plans that I have of becoming the only man to withstand every grain of sand piled on my back as I lay at the bottom of this hourglass called life. Cuz strife and pain are all I need and breathin becomes a seemingly endless task of keepin my soul burnin, although I desperately seek to sleep off the ill effects of this so-called life which I can barely bear. And as good as sleep sounds, the morning calls and I can't seem to resist, but we'll see what happens when I no longer exist.
.. - Get Your Own
