Hit me agian like the nights before
Im ready and steady
to be slammed to the floor
My bones might break
but my spirit stays strong
and tonight its going to happen
what i've been waiting for so long
This 9 millimeter is your wake up call
this time was the last and final straw
so .... BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
three shots to the head
maybe one more
just to make sure you're dead
BOOM!
there it goes
your last breath of life
wow it feels good
to get rid of this strife
but now it has set
reality is in
My dear God forgive me
for I have sinned
I am no better than this man on the floor
I feel worthless and dirty
like a 2 dollar whore
Oh no i cant take this
all of it must end
one bullet is left
around the trigger my finger bends
the barrel of the gun
right between my eyes
POW!
BLACKNESS
now
I
have
died
Birth sign: Libra
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