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ode to 'deth

the syringe controls the marionette    
this fear you feel makes you sweat    
   
a lifestyle of no regrets    
you took the plunge you lost the bet    
   
now you wonder what comes next    
can you handle this can you pass the test    
   
a life of lies played to the chest    
not even 20 years old and you've reached the crest    
   
my life spins around me as this needle breaks the skin    
good years die before me as I let the feelings all flood in    
regret doesn't visit me as I push the hammer on my sin    
it dawns on me, the absurdity I don't know the blood beneath my skin    
   
you've got the bottle gripped real tight 
but who's really in control  
the stories that she tells you are of somebody you've never known    
 
crashing through life's parade  
on your float of misery  
your surrounded but your on your own    
this isn't how it's supposed to be  
 
my life spins around me as this needle breaks the skin    
good years die before me as I let the feelings all flood in    
regret doesn't visit me as I pull the plunger on my sin    
it dawns on me, the absurdity my life lives in this syringe     
 
walking down this trampled road  
you feel the aching in your bones  
there's a monkey on your back  
he lies in wait plans his attack  
 
the pain won't stop you coming back
society broke your back
beat to death by a rock  
the madness here must surely stop  
I let you in you cut my skin and stole from me my next of kin  
the playing field runs before me  
i'm guaranteed to never win  
 
my life spins around me as this needle breaks the skin    
good years die before me as I let the feelings all flood in    
regret doesn't visit me as I draw my anger on my skin    
it dawns on me, the absurdity as I let the devil in      
 
this isn't something that you need  
still you fall onto your knees  
hopelessness withdrawal and greed  
your chance at life forever cleaved  
 
it's a feeling you should have never known  
painting a sheen over your home  
I clipped your wings and set you free  
to see how far you'd roam from me  
 
my eyes lie before me as I see what I have done  
feeling leaves before me I will be forever numb  
my lies spill out before me as the cat cuts out my tongue
this isn't the way I planned it but now look what i've become  
 
 
 
 
Written by damagedandy
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