NEWS FROM THE WHITE ROOM
11.09.2005
 
I kill the rhyme again, I'm comin' sick and on time again
Words manifest from deep inside where people hide
Within it, chemical unbalanced on the triple beam
Fuck what you heard, it's about what I ssen
I seen it happen, back hand brand to face smackin'
Definite disorder, now his mindset is blackened
The doctors say he's got the brain of a murderer
This rugged style steals your brain like a burglar
My heart is bleeding and this pain will not pass
It's not receding my body going numb
A bad trip child, rolling stoned, keeping high
He don't know what he's doing
He just keeps getting by
Go away, I want to be thrown away
Born sick, nothing in his hands but his dick
He couldn't handle pressure,
He couldn't handle shit
And the life he was leading, led him down the wrong path
Where the guns blast, don't give a shit about the god's wrath
Don't wanna talk to the counselor-doctor,
To tell 'em how he feels;
He'll tell 'em whats's proper
The situation's unclear like gray
And I know it gets worse everyday
I am a mess, I've made a huge mess
I can't control myself, I'm losing it
I've spilt all my marbles
Cause I see you inside of me
Sometimes I want to be thrown away
A hyper spaz, and that is me
Sometimes I want
to be thrown away

My words are weapons
oh, which I murder you with.
Please don't be scared
please do not turn your head
we are the future
the 21st-century dyslexic glue sniffing cybersluts
with homicidal minds and handguns
we are insane nothing will change
we are insane nothing will change
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but
I will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am tripping down the tightrope
well
there is nothing to save me now so
i will not look down
and again and again and again
it happens again and again and again
there's no beginning
there is no end
there is only change
progression backwards
is this where we are heading
take back your soul forget your emptiness
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but I
will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am
tripping down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me now
I'm falling to the ground
falling to the ground
down to the ground
i speak of madness my heart and soul
I cry for people who aint got control
lets take our sanity lets take compassion
and be responsible
for every action
hell no, know how ,the way, the way, the way know how, the way know how
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am
tripping down the tightrope
well there is nothing to save me now so
I will not look down
there is a thin line between
what is good and what is evil and
I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable
my life is a circus and I am tripping down the tightrope, well
there is nothing to save me now
I'm falling to the ground
down to the ground
all the way down.
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