StRiNg ThEoRy
Have you ever felt alone with thoughts of regret?
Have you ever wondered ‘damn how much worse can it get?’
I cry a tear of sorrow, right now I’m crying with ease
Cause my circumstances have made me drop down to my knees
There’s only one way out, and though it’s better for me
It’s something that friends and family, never should see
I was caught out, now I’m left stranded without an option
Too many suicidal thoughts, how I wish I could stop them
The problem isn’t that big, to those with outsider views,
Like I said, there’s only one road, I wish I could choose
But I can’t, now I’m dead, my tears are meaningless
Why should I try to survive, and still be in this?
Madness, the politics of life is bias…
Sick of listening to bitches and guys, my pride is –
Like a semi trailer, cruising with gash in the tank
My mum’ll flip when she sees I got no cash in the bank.
I really do try to be a different person…but it hurts when
I try my hardest just to end up lookin worse, it’s a curse
I feel like Nostradamus with prophecy…
I see my self living with the whole world on top of me,
Honestly? …I think I’ll try suicide tonight,
I wanna be free with my spirit, out of sight
And if I do die, let my corpse cry itself to sleep
Just to lessen ‘your’ pain, I’ll try to be discreet…
[ I regret ]Holding back what I needed to say
[ I regret ] My opinions always going your way
[ Why do I ] Feel like it’s all my fault…
[ I regret ] All the times I’ve given up hope
Legacy01
Have you ever felt alone with thoughts of regret?
Have you ever wondered ‘damn how much worse can it get?’
I bleed sweat from my palms as thoughts race through each vein
I feel phased and motivated to inflict myself with pain –
This is different, I feel blind folded, mind torture…
And I seem like I’m stable, but the changes get worsened
My head’s distracted… brain warped insane
And I hate the state I’m in, so I pray for a change –
Leave me to be, I’m speechless, so I’m mute like I’m silent
And I wanna start anew, but I can’t be bothered trying…
I pretended like I’m capable of holding my breath –
But fact, life is learning and I’ve failed the test…
If I can make it through tonight, then just perhaps…
I’ll lift the weight of the world, but my shoulders have collapsed.
I’m lost like a child tryn’a find a way to make it…
And I’d say that I’m fine, but you’ll know that I’m fakin’
I’d tag and price my life, but the value is too low…
Every second that I think about it, it’s killing me slow
…Where do I go? I found a fork in the road…
I picked it up with my right hand and reap what I sew
My body is clay now, the way my future’s molding
And to succeed in death, prevents a waste of growing
I feel like my train has derailed off the track…
How much do I value life? Enough to give it back
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