It takes us 5 months to put out 1 incomplete shitty demo.
Scars Over Skin
[Audible Bleeding]
Out here, hide your fear
'cause it'll get you laid out quick, layin' beneath the brick
It's like people die so fast that they don't get a chance to grasp
On the opportunities that life could've had
And it ain't no surprise that these kids turn to suicide
It's like the more they think, then the deeper they sink
Confined to the bars by only light and ink
They keep findin' themselves in these fucked up situations
These accommodations, now complicated
'cause mom's an alcoholic, daddy's on the go
Bigger brother moved out, and now the tears start to flow
Feelin' all alone as the walls start to crack
Pullin' the blade back as it all fades to black
Scars over skin, you numb the feeling
Externalized pain is your sense of dealing
Swallowed up, spit out, and more than once left for dead
Problems fly like bullets over targets on your head
Raped and ruined, the memories got repressed
a psychological influence got you clinically depressed
From when your uncle left you standin' there cold and undressed
Feelin' so much shame, but a little more regret
Not knowin' who to blame, yourself or the rest
No longer feelin' the veins pumpin blood through your chest
Just feelin' the same sensations of distress
Used and abused on a certain path to death
Now with penance overdue you're gettin' buried in the debt,
Slightly confused between the shallows and the depth
As the rigid edge of steel meets the malleable of flesh
It's the same old sting, with a slightly different taste
With a heart full of hate as the tears roll down your face
Because you cut yourself just a little too deep
And the world's getting hazy as the blood starts to seep
In the carpet below, as you start to let go
And you just want the world to know that...
[The Lost Poet]
Same time, same place, I see your face
In my dreams, it's real, but it's always replaced
By the pain I feel waking up face down on the floor
So I pray the lord my soul to keep
Pickin' piece after piece from the concrete streets
Revealing the struggle
And at the same time still rebuildin' this puzzle
Of my life and when it gets too hard to deal with the pain
I look for a change but it always seems I rearrange
Back to the troubles of a jagged edged razor blade
I took a chance, and this is the mistake I made
With scars that stay a part of my frozen skin
I stare at the snow as I leave on my own again
No grin on my face, just a frown
That left me hell bound as a ghost of the underground
That Love Hurts
Wakin' up this mornin'
Just mournin' over the death of my pops and my aunty
Family can't stand me
A girl's got my twisted inside
I ain't afraid to die
Starin' Death straight in his eyes
Not lettin' this moment pass me by
So slowly and deeply, got this love defeatin' me
Completely alone, ain't feelin' the same
Just feelin' this pain
It's a change in my emotions
That's got me switchin' my blade from closed to open
But still I'm hopin' to find a better way than cuttin' my arms
And bringin' harm upon myself and everyone else
I call for some help, but I ain't see no one comin'
So, should I stay or just start runnin'?
A waking nightmare, that only gets worse
Is it me or my life that's fuckin' cursed?
And when a gun bursts
Which side you gon' be on, the barrel or the trigger?
Who would've figured my life would turn like this
So fuckin' quick
So, as I struggle to survive, I'm gettin' pulled deeper
Feelin' the Grim Reaper breathin' down the back of my neck
So, as I lay in wait for the effects of Death to come in play
I stay with my fists high and a knife to my side
What do you expect to find in my mind?
Love. Hurt. And fuckin' hate.
A suicidal mind state is what I made
From this relationship, it remains to see
I made a change
Not the clothes, or the hair
It's the way I used to care for you
Day By Day
Day By Day, tryna make it by
Thinkin' of that day when my pops passed away
That's when it all went down the drain
I still feel the pain
Still feel ashamed of what I coulda done
What I shoulda done
5am, sittin' in this hallway, waitin' for the day just to go on by
The world's so cold, no one cares about the kids on welfare
The only thing they give a shit about is their stocks and shares
People robbin' their own kind, no state of mind
I know where they're comin' from, the cops, they're runnin' from 'em
Their parents couldn't raise them, the cops abuse their power
They didn't give 2 shits about my friend when he got his ass kicked by the West Side Crips
But if I can't depend on God to show me the way, who can I then?
But when I die, I'll ascend my wings and fly to the sky
16 Years I've tried not to bleed
16 Years, You've taken everything from me
16 Years of sorrow and despair
16 Years of wishin' you were there
16 Years I was denied the truth
16 Years of hearin' lies from you
16 Years have been forced down my throat
16 Years I've been made to fuckin' choke
With baggy clothes, I'm last in row
Never raise my hand, always alone
Never talk, always down
Everyday, another frown
Afraid to open up, you won't get in
I don't want or need your friends
I know by now that it's too late to forgive
There's no chance to live and let live
You've taken all I've had to give
And now I'm bitter, inward and aggressive
Suicidal, homicidal, and depressive
Stabbin' myself in so many places
That I can't count the knife wounds anymore
I couldn't be saved by medication
And now I'm plagued by information
Knowledge is poison, and I'm suffocatin' in my words
So bitter and cold, but desperate to be heard
Tired of being the middleman, always third
You can lean on me, take my word
I'm always here, always sittin' in this chair
24/7, hopelessly hopin' for a change
Hopelessly hopin' for someone to care
16 Years have all gone to waste
16 Years, blood is all I taste
16 Years, I just can't erase
16 Years, red running down my face
16 Years of watching you drink
16 Years poured right down the sink
16 Years I just can't replace
16 Years, still waitin' for your embrace...
But there's more to see than meets the eye
I look up to the sky and ask God why
The outter appearance can be deceiving
You can rest in peace, or rest in pieces
Ignore the shame as it increases
And hide your pain in the paper's creases
Death Come And Goes
Death come and goes
But no body knows
What it's like to pick piece after piece
From the cold concrete
Just another face
In the wrong time and place
Front page six o'clock news
Little boys and girls sexually abused
Standing in the rain
Tryin' to hide all the pain
So many youths wanna fry their brain
Afraid to see another set of brown eyes
Start to cry a hundred tears from the fears disguised
And for the days I race through the time
Tryna lay rhyme after rhyme on the front line
Every time I'm on a new page
It feels that I'm at a new age
Wanna fly to the sky
But every time I get high
Something pulls me back to the Midnight Black
February in September
I remember it like it was yesterday
When alcohol came and took your life away
A bottle in your palm
Your protection caused you harm
My little sister tuggin at my arm
But still you used to pass out on the couch with a cigarette lit
While the drunks in our house stayed a while after stealin our shit
Everynight wakin’ up in a daze
Even worse on the nights you got payed
Welfare cheques meant deeper debts
When you were supposed to pay the bills and bought cigarettes
And when the days got too rough for you
You stayed up late just drinkin the brew
Alotta of the times you were down and blue
But I still felt love for you
After pawnin’ my shit
After I got hit
Breaking promise after promise that you would quit
So I left you alone
In your broken home
You used to call me all the time on the phone
But I turned my back and shut you out
You asked me how things are and I’d shut my mouth
But we all have to live with regrets
And this is one of those times
When I can’t even express how I feel with a rhyme
But all is fogiven, you’re not forgotten
Be it ashes in an urn or bones in a coffin
I’ll see you on the other side
But until then. goodbye
Lost Poetic
-Had a beard that looked like loose pubic hair
-Had a girl with hair that looked like loose pubic hair
-Probably has loose pubic hair
Lovable Thug
-AKA Overdub for his fucked up bushwack hair
-Used to wear his step father's thongs.
Audible Bleeding:
-Is willing to accept hair for payment instead of money
-Most likely hates you
