Let's start this off with some bla blas and la di das
I wanna get sick with it like I'm begging for sars
I stay well read cuz I'm expanding my mind
I'm complex like I'm saying Dan Brown lines
Not heartless, my heart's just darker than coal
I guess that's what happens when you sell your soul
I don't dream anymore, I've lived my nightmare
Survived my worst fear, said my last prayer
I'm the true heir, to the throne opposite of heaven
My mind refuses to close down like a seven eleven
Open twenty four seven, it needs permanent vacation
I'll slip it the pink slip, fire it from it's vocation
And that concludes my mind's termination.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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