disobedient pothead adolescence filled with empty love wishful for hindsight for tonight’s events unfold like a epicure high society dressed in casual attire sweet bed of roses still burning in desire reconditioned and soon will be recommitted to the local hospital for further evaluation erotic nurse holding a jagged needle injection of illegal meds remaining still concept of perfection is a deadly overdose soon the massacre of freewill doesn’t have a pulse... ,Favorite Horror Movie: The Shining Favorite Action Movie: Rumble in the Bronx Favorite Comedy Movie: Ace Ventura Nature Calls Favorite Drama/Thriller Movie: Se7en Favorite Sci-fi Movie: Spiderman 3 Favorite Actor: Johnny Depp Favorite Actress: Angelina Jolie Favorite Metal Band: Stonesour Favorite Rock Band: Seether Favorite Singer: Cory Taylor Favorite Rapper: Nas Favorite Rock Song: "What I Got" - Sublime Favorite Rap Song: "The Way I Am" -Eminem Favorite Book: The Great Gatsby
Five seconds of indecisive thoughts offensive insults reading off the charts lets elaborate on being burnt out's waste let’s examine my wounded flesh incased hollow glass reflects my haunting skeptic laugh seen more substance abuse than any clinic's staff...
Eyes up for a brand new announcement Washed out graffito on the concrete Decorated on city side streets Windows busted out in the penthouse No formal education ramblings from a loud mouth Servant to the Unmoved Mover No sense in past tense unsettled remover Needless poison sits in patience’s veins Drilled into heads shameless acts detain Our motivation to proclaim our metal state Focus on dimensions of reality set by the government Emails unsent to tuck us away into a little space Destroy our physical appearance to save face Insults leave scars on the souls Routine of cops to beat down our goals Never be free never be me Concrete breaks underneath the weight Of the bright light city of wind Sunsets on the sears tower and city of sin Guns shots rang out and cover the youth Bridge over trouble waters when the Waters all painful tears Head up eyes open this is the golden of years Escalator takes us to heaven God’s greets us like we’re unwanted children Exploding car on the expressway on the evening news Offer up a pray for reality broadcast blues All the spectators hold their breath And like I said before “Live on through our actions Till silence leaves us with nothing leftâ€
Let’s begin second round toss off the gloves I broke my own leg and ruptured the nerves Popped 3 Vicodin unleashed the evil grin Break your chin in until your teeth just cringe Dislodge your jaw from your skull Nullify the pain time to withdrawal Psychotic aggressive nut off the leash without moral consent my words get underneath
dictating poisonous phases to kill off enemies mini-cams attached to headsets so first person view is regret careless enough to slip up delicate details left out for all to see reviving the dead feelings in me arousing heart beats till death creeps up on my last grief breath and times revoked my life’s check
A desert of silhouettes of forgotten friends Rising up from the smoke into the light My once inner circle of unmasked characters My perception of our past travels haunts me I feel the absence of your lights in my life Abandoned by choices I’ve made selfishly Ignorant to the cries of joy and sadness Our harmony burnt away to mere ashes My purpose leading to rivalry and spite Managing time and again with duct tape repairs I acknowledge this conclusion of friendships Beginning and ending in life’s sparse moments My last attempt to heal these old wounds And repair those damages left in my path The old film strip plays on in silence While the picture frames just dissolve away
I'm weakening from marching to seclusion made it half way in the gangway's illusions my cybernetic arm is slightly broken whispers provoking me to take action harsh noices hollowing in the night background wounds inflicted upon me my be fatal unless I'm found the parcel I carry on my back is vital socially sober and now regreting it all more magnetic pulses activating my responses refusing to give in to dense concert wallsA proud man once walked among the giants standing tall with his head held high knowing all the pride in his heart and with a determined spirit that drove him to move mountains and even impact so many lives how do I walk in his shadow? With the Courage to believe as he had that one can walk among giants and be so proud to be just a simple man…