drop dead in this bed and I'll fled and shed and tied some thread laughed as i said by by bitch hope u see red but instead I see the infrared as they spread up my body I knew I got sloppy if the bitch wasn't snotty or if she didn't spit in my coffee I feel far from godly more so oddly I stare at the body and see everybody With my chest all dotty and my life look foggy o Lord I'm sorry as my body goes stiff and knotty and kneel on the ground pry to God I'm Haven bound bullet's is all that makes a sound as they surround and I fall down and pry to the crown of Thorn it seems to be getting warm as the cops swarm and are warned that I was never born