Bizarre Lyrics

Lookin' out the window of a public bus

Window shoppin', just wanna grab a gun and ...

I can't so I won't

Wish a good person would ask me, "man, what's goin' on"

Talk to God, but the sky becomes gloomy

I need answers, cause the cancer will consume me

If I keep on assuming instead of communicating

Lie in bed, wincing cause the truth is scathing

If I said I hate you, it's only when I hate myself

Only time I'm not helpless is when I gave you help

The hand I was dealt made me a dealer

I said pick your poison, then he drank tequila

Or any other liquor, brown or clear

You'll see a mugshot of me if I down a beer

Weed disorients me, shit's too loud to hear

God's whispers, I shed tears out of fear

Of harming another human beyond repair

Despair, it's whatever, I no longer care

I miss her long hair, and pretty eyes

In a way I also miss how she would criticize

Minimize me to a little itty bitty size

Why is the next rhyme that came to mind 'when we die'

What's goin' on with me? Can't just enjoy life

Look at my own neck, and want to point a knife

Why submit my music? Y'all reviewing my quotes

For views, when every song is a suicide note

Things have only gotten worse since you and I spoke

Listen closely to the truth when I joke

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Wrote verse one on the way to work numb

Verse two written as I wish I could return to you

All day in my head lines like 'you heard the news'

Pain stays sparking ideas like the burnt fuse

Or an old lighter picked off the beaten path

Psychopath, sociopath, either way you'll feel my wrath

Eroded epitaph, balance out my karma, that's the real math

Butterfly wings create the ripples under my lily pad

Do you understand or should I break down

Was understood more when I didn't make a sound

Silent treatments never medicate

Closed eyelids slow breathing, trying to meditate

Open up my mind, the world immediately fed it hate

If time travel's possible, take me to present day

Cause I keep looking back, and the past looks right back at me

Staring contest, shit is sad to see, laugh with me

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What am I seeing, is that a human being

Is this the new beginning, or the end

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