the past is a curse something that can never be reversed it strikes at the mind and heart intill you fall apart a million broken pieces scattered all around just some ash burried under the ground. actions hurt more than words just look at your past and then never go forwards your stuck, your done, its all over your fucked, your dead, lifes all over it comes back and back again just like you was ten again you cant stop it, there is no glock you cant pop it the past always wins it cant be beat your dead all because of defeat you lost it all because of yourself it was one choice and it all went to hell find yourself burning in hell, a flaming cell no help its all over theres no four leaf clover no path of luck just one big fuck and great big you suck your stuck, your done, its all over your fucked, your dead, lifes all over it comes back and back again just like you was ten again you cant stop it, there is no glock you cant pop it the past sticks to you like glue or a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe so what are you going to do. you cant fight, everything you had is out of sight cant even find it in the light your shrinking, start drinking, god damn what was you thinking your dumb, feeling numb dying no ones replying your dead and all the thoughts are stuck in your head. your stuck, your done, its all over your fucked, your dead, lifes all over it comes back and back again just like you was ten again you cant stop it, there is no glock you cant pop it