lookin in the mirror, my reflection i cant see
never had clear vision but yet it was still clear to me
this must be my destiny, its obvious, im not meant
to live on this earth any longer, my time to go to heaven
im already absent of my hopes and wishes, nothin else left
had tarot card readings and they all mentioned death
aint that funny? cards knew my fate before i even guessed
never accomplished nothin, my life motto, never more always the less
i guess i've been blessed to come this far in my life experience
but why do i feel like i've been used like rats in science experiments
why do i cry and lie every night with a knife on my bedside
why do i have dreams of overdosing and goin on my death ride
i light up every day because my mind be racin....im pacin
........chanting to myself that this is a life worth wastin
i cant take it........im clearly fadin in the light of day
my mother tellin me hold on tough times dont last always
dayum people say im cuttin my life short like a circumcision
but they dont see what im goin through everyday...my life aint worth livin
i walk around, my head down so no one can see the fire in my eye
while i take the knife to my wrist....cut through it and die........
.................................................. ................dayum!!!!!!!!
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