This would be the Time frame that were Saying This would be the time that were praying This would be the Time frame that were Saying This would be the time that were praying But then again Im just saying... Should you say stupid things, And then you to take them back all the bullshit aside and then two pull it back You me were never meant to be like that something inside of me just didnt want to see the side of that Its just A though of the matter of the fact that. Shit got twisted and when it happened just like that twist Of fate now you hate cause Im like that, Learned how two except how to say that learned to tell apart The fakes from the snakes now. Im ma skater not a hater, You just hate it cause Ive made it through your bullshit Come at my head and Ill punch you in the face bag, Think your A king more like A fucking king more like A fucking dirt bag But then again Im just saying This would be the Time frame that were Saying This would be the time that were praying This would be the Time frame that were Saying This would be the time that were praying But then again Im just saying... Should you say stupid things, And then you to take them back all the bullshit aside and then two pull it back To all of the fakes in these states and it states that Im caught in between Knowing what I do and dont need. So fucking hold your breath Hoping this isnt another one of your tests. Im not the same person that I used to be Ill bag it up for the simplicity, electricity Coursing through the vein now you feel my pain, like all of my blood going down the drain Im not who I use to be. Ive gone through some shit that only I can comprehend Dont pretend. stop dissing me. Nobody has shoveled up more of your shit, than me So trust me, before you fucking press me. Dont test me You dont want to be me, You dont want to see what Ive seen, Sleeping in the dreams of wonder. I wonder when I awoke What broke the spell of grieving flashback to the nightmares where the city of gold has turned to ashes Visions sneaking... thieving, A plot to fill the empty shell what the fuck are you getting at Let me sniff that. Turn to the vise, a word to the wise embrace life before you die Who knows I might try, restless walking. Non stop with the bullshit talking I may not be able to see in the dark but I can see through the morning light.The suns going down, The fires fading... dusky dew drops form rainbows on the run at the tip top of the tong, Its called nut hun, Mongolian sticky buns look to the point that stuns. Now what did you think Id st, st, stutter hun, Think its funny well laugh at this buddy, you can not stop me chase the storm thats on the normal, horrid but just said it as I worded it, you never thought youd heard. me talk shit to your face but now as I say fuck it Im getting ready to dump it you dumb bitch. That is more of an impulse to overdose throw up an turn as white as A ghost, I would say, wouldnt you. I dont think youve got A fucking clue think youve got the guts to hold all in the mind of what Ive seen through time I cant stand the pain the screaming out in vein that I just want you to remember this one thing.... To be continued.......
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