Poison

Hope for the well cause they say my songs are poisonous i get to visialize the things that have another way to enter though the line got alot to be but there isnt any other way homstly holdin my place so much its makin me crazy for the lust im not the same old me i have some type of dignity emotional road not a lot to be mental ability has me lost through reality keep a hope on my finger ots like fire for the better soothing put my sound to make my mind clouds rqin out my eyes and daggers through my chest hurtin for the old one eyes tired long for rest so i could be the best line and wire holdin the same time with this energy that burns fire mix me with the enemy it turns to coal ot becomes a mix of strong fire nuclear reality head on the shoulder i cant beeathe