They told me that the breath of life was a gift most days i rather return it and call it quits ima chemical servant flir
They told me that the breath of life was a gift most days i rather return it and call it quits ima chemical servant flirting wit satanic serpents walk-in through life searching for a plan n a purpose fuck an encore I rather ignite n set fire to the curtains rather be dismantled placed on top of a mantle wita handful of candles for example u can find my pain at the bottom of a 90 proof broken bottle of shame drinkin away my regrets n sorrows screamin fuck today yesterday’ n tomorrow …….. Gotta admit I wasn’t much of a fatha..can’t blame yas for never pickin me up lol up the phone refusin to Botha…there’s not one exscuse dat I could use ta takeaway your childhood’ views mixed wit trauma…maybe now you could learn to hate me less…if only ya knew-the truth!! intertwined wit karma are now memories of an old wound tattooed up inside a anarrogant subconscious…sorry daddy wasn’t there to protect ya from the bedtime monstass..cause llately I just can’t seem,to break free from the man who raised me witta raging sense of miss behaving more degrading than hitler invading an manipulating …parading up n down an empty staircase verbally stateing every day that he mf hates me!! N that ima a piece of shit low life mf hypocrite more persistent then Charles mansion romancing his brainwashed type of sick n twisted antics loud n overbearing wit vocal cords that could shatter windows right up out of the framing,an protective caseing haven’t been myself lately 50 percent of the time I’m self sadateing staggering into the front door waisted paceing back n forth gayzun ata box of 9mm she’ll caseings premeditatein suicidal contemplation lhand cuffed n chained to the drain pipes deep down inside the back of a dark n cold basement tell me how can the man who raised tell me that he loves me after losin an breakin whatever trust that I had left up inside me imagin a 10 year old beggin for a mf an exsplination brought to u by broken bones and a face lift…. After 30 long years yea! the blood I can still taste it …………………………………………………………………..fuck it back to the basics eyes dilated!! I can feel my heartbeat racin as if it was laced wit a sherm stick dipped in flammable liquid lickin the top of my bustedl lip wit half of a tounge split dissobayin rules n regulations i Know first hand what its like to wanna escape shit..like taken a knife to the windpipe like somebody save me!!! Leavin scars deep inside the tears of a fake cry intertwined wit the backstabbing lies chained up inside nightmares of a mf lullaby bitch say goodbye say that I never tried like your any mf better than I it’s no suprise why, I’m there favorite type of topic televised ………., Mr hateful aka indenia it’s about time that I accept every single broken promise that I ever dissmantled for example… for every birthday that i wasn’t there to help my kids blow out there birthday candles for all the dadydy daughter dance nights she waited for me to arrive!! wit out one curtesycall Not once was I ever there let-alone the fuck on time …daddy can’t make it daddy’s gotta work !!!late again lIES..running through the streets to mf high again!! Vicious like a thousand death kisses rippin through the broken wings of a butterfly ….to much pride can’t admit to my son who just turned 9 why dads fit to be tied comin down off one hell of a chemical ride,anotha broken promise all he wants to do is go outside n play wit Thomas but I’m too sick to even begin to wachem sometimes I just wanna shut my eyelids n flatline just anotha waisted breath of an inhale taken up oxygen like who the mf am I….not for nothing let’s get honest barricade myself inside of a headstone no headline or info…..just an empty gravestone one shot ta da craniums wall droppin a shell to the chamber pull the trigger here we mf go again here’s to anotha curtain call…exposed tonight I am your host to these evil deeds n grave yard bones tossin up a couple a toast to satanic and black magic advocates that I been runnin my whole mf life from Jesus where are your angels of aligiouns give me a reason to believe in I need ya deliver this sinner up to da hands of the father son an of the Holy Ghost . As I lay it all down at the foot of the cross forgive my sins like the 99 sheep ya left behind too rescue that one!!!!! Free me from this spiritual beating Lost Broken n ldisconnected bound by the hands of the land of the law!!i all I do is take the breath of life for granted i was once told that it only takes the faith of a mustard seed n the belief that the son of god who sacrificed his own life for me can save me from the burning flames of eternity n from every single demonized entities that try ta use satanic strategies wrapped up inside these dark nightmares of an obscene childhood that crippled me from ever seein the blessings of bein free rip black!!
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They told me that the breath of life was a gift most days i rather return it and call it quits ima chemical servant flirting wit satanic serpents walk-in through life searching for a plan n a purpose fuck an encore I rather ignite n set fire to the curtains rather be dismantled placed on top of a mantle wita handful of candles for example u can find my pain at the bottom of a 90 proof broken bottle of shame drinkin away my regrets n sorrows screamin fuck today yesterday’ n tomorrow …….. Gotta admit I wasn’t much of a fatha..can’t blame yas for never pickin me up lol up the phone refusin to Botha…there’s not one exscuse dat I could use ta takeaway your childhood’ views mixed wit trauma…maybe now you could learn to hate me less…if only ya knew-the truth!! intertwined wit karma are now memories of an old wound tattooed up inside a anarrogant subconscious…sorry daddy wasn’t there to protect ya from the bedtime monstass..cause llately I just can’t seem,to break free from the man who raised me witta raging sense of miss behaving more degrading than hitler invading an manipulating …parading up n down an empty staircase verbally stateing every day that he mf hates me!! N that ima a piece of shit low life mf hypocrite more persistent then Charles mansion romancing his brainwashed type of sick n twisted antics loud n overbearing wit vocal cords that could shatter windows right up out of the framing,an protective caseing haven’t been myself lately 50 percent of the time I’m self sadateing staggering into the front door waisted paceing back n forth gayzun ata box of 9mm she’ll caseings premeditatein suicidal contemplation lhand cuffed n chained to the drain pipes deep down inside the back of a dark n cold basement tell me how can the man who raised tell me that he loves me after losin an breakin whatever trust that I had left up inside me imagin a 10 year old beggin for a mf an exsplination brought to u by broken bones and a face lift…. After 30 long years yea! the blood I can still taste it …………………………………………………………………..fuck it back to the basics eyes dilated!! I can feel my heartbeat racin as if it was laced wit a sherm stick dipped in flammable liquid lickin the top of my bustedl lip wit half of a tounge split dissobayin rules n regulations i Know first hand what its like to wanna escape shit..like taken a knife to the windpipe like somebody save me!!! Leavin scars deep inside the tears of a fake cry intertwined wit the backstabbing lies chained up inside nightmares of a mf lullaby bitch say goodbye say that I never tried like your any mf better than I it’s no suprise why, I’m there favorite type of topic televised ………., Mr hateful aka indenia it’s about time that I accept every single broken promise that I ever dissmantled for example… for every birthday that i wasn’t there to help my kids blow out there birthday candles for all the dadydy daughter dance nights she waited for me to arrive!! wit out one curtesycall Not once was I ever there let-alone the fuck on time …daddy can’t make it daddy’s gotta work !!!late again lIES..running through the streets to mf high again!! Vicious like a thousand death kisses rippin through the broken wings of a butterfly ….to much pride can’t admit to my son who just turned 9 why dads fit to be tied comin down off one hell of a chemical ride,anotha broken promise all he wants to do is go outside n play wit Thomas but I’m too sick to even begin to wachem sometimes I just wanna shut my eyelids n flatline just anotha waisted breath of an inhale taken up oxygen like who the mf am I….not for nothing let’s get honest barricade myself inside of a headstone no headline or info…..just an empty gravestone one shot ta da craniums wall droppin a shell to the chamber pull the trigger here we mf go again here’s to anotha curtain call…exposed tonight I am your host to these evil deeds n grave yard bones tossin up a couple a toast to satanic and black magic advocates that I been runnin my whole mf life from Jesus where are your angels of aligiouns give me a reason to believe in I need ya deliver this sinner up to da hands of the father son an of the Holy Ghost . As I lay it all down at the foot of the cross forgive my sins like the 99 sheep ya left behind too rescue that one!!!!! Free me from this spiritual beating Lost Broken n ldisconnected bound by the hands of the land of the law!!i all I do is take the breath of life for granted i was once told that it only takes the faith of a mustard seed n the belief that the son of god who sacrificed his own life for me can save me from the burning flames of eternity n from every single demonized entities that try ta use satanic strategies wrapped up inside these dark nightmares of an obscene childhood that crippled me from ever seein the blessings of bein free rip black!!
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