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marshall be the reason i stay drinkin 211s
22 up in his skull - no i don't believe in heaven
matthew used to sell me big fat sacks of dexedrine
overdosed now i'll never get see that man again
josh and i used to make chiptune metal music
found his girlfriend hangin from a tree and i watched him lose it
thought he'd be fine - little damage - but he'd get through it
8 years later dead in a truck - his own doin
life is all we got - tragedy and the joy
hate to say it but you know that they're a part of the story
don't give a fuck about glory - its all about allegory
no light without the darkness, contrast keeps us from purgatory
do my best to not ponder questions that do not matter
i promise i'll never be the one to make my brain splatter
am i a useless piece of shit, trapper, hacker, or a rapper
i am none and all of the above i'm just another chapter
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sometimes i forget that i grew up without my own mother
all i have are stories told by my father and my brother
i look just like her - sometimes i think bout the pistol striker
i digress - for years these thoughts be lurkin like a spider
so many people close to me talk about suicide
haven't even started to remember everyone that's died
hypnotized, thoughts of death - they romanticize
hotline will not help them realize that there's no paradise
you must utilize the pain joy and sacrifice
every little moment - good or bad - perfect art defined
this abstraction i rely - leaving thoughts of death behind
might as well be alive until i am neutralized
so open your eyes its another crazy fuckin day
it don't matter what yo good at - it don't matter what you['re] paid
are you you afraid? don't let it fade, soak it all in
every little feeling is a part of your blueprint