why turn your fuckin last chance to a blood bath why would ya murder any future plans make it hard rippin up the red letter never bet ahead better from the start cos this was your last chance am i stupid this has to be my last chance hands shakin cos ya ruthless mama always said that i was clueless under pressure forever thinkin i was worth lesser your the worst Mr Second guesser yes im not learning from my lessons a certain burnin in my fuckin chest messin up but for what can i get an amen if i kick it off quick to lick a shot riquochet or planting land mines in the middle of Ukraines silent night deny im higher till they light em up been alright until you tried to find the stook spot but whos got The biggest balls to bag the loot asking you if you were true to what have no clue to lose the lot which is why you lose so much on the slots stop spillin from ya pockets still droppin the last of any gold coins you got it concerns an even hurts me to watch you time an time again desert your team i heard ya learning all the wrong things like after being served you give the jacks a certain wide birth just like Pluto does to Earth or that comet coming head hunting bout to purge last to warn that we could burst heard the red alert like a bomb siren when we faught the Taliban upon firing a situation coming up defining if its me or its him but he is just a little kid in this moment need to own it im alone to making my decision frozen over chosen and as that thought slammed hard against the kevlar my head got wet wit blood as the shell shocked but the slug got inside cos the enemy hit me with a pop an as soon as the burn emerged it crossed my mind as to why id turn my fuckin last chance to a blood bath why would ya murder any future plans make it hard rippin up the red letter never bet ahead better from the start cos that was your last chance i cant start another day inside my dome call myself a man who is fully grown this scenario you got cos you reside alone will remind you that ive blown all my nine cat lives that i own i decline im gettin lucky until i find myself sucking up to dance again my last chance depends on her i need to spend every life lesson just so she can mend her broken heart an then hand me my last chance so she can vent all while her confidence gets repaired cant contend or defend not even compliments turning in her head like the time i tried to hide my neck they returned to spy me best knock me off lock me down foot up on my chest that night part of me had to die no rest as i lied up in my bed with my broken jaw reflectin mad gorey as it bled wetting the sheets of my bed blood red pushing me above yo check this test as im left to rest in hell cant call anyone for help cos i couldnt even tell myself health spiralling so unwell my brain swells if another kick had ripped an not missed against every stupid kids wish it wouldve rinsed me direct to go finish diminish the chance at last shits much harder if im dead why id turn my fuckin last chance to a blood bath why would ya murder any future plans make it hard rippin up the red letter never bet ahead better from the start cant pass its your very last chance