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PREDESTINED

It's that same old depressed bullshit
Nobody cares
Been waiting for you to show up
For like 15 years
But for every day that passes
A little more
I know I fucked things up
Wish I could even the score
But there's NO GOING BACK
Or so they say
Things might be better tomorrow
But not today
Because today, as luck would have it
You're all alone
Keep drinking until it gets better
Or you're soaked to the bone
But either way it won't matter
PREDESTINED SHIT
I know you was thinking god would keep you
From taking the next hit
But god doesn't exist
He left, long ago
And it seems life is too much
To handle, all alone
I'm sure you have people
That pledge to keep you straight
But what happens when those people
Decide to forsake
Everybody has problems
They shouldn't be exempt
Besides it's not their problem
If you start to USE again
They say that they'll be there
But accusations are all they have
"Why do you sound so strange
If you're fucked up
you know I'll be mad"
But little do you know
THIS ISNT ABOUT YOU BITCH
I know I'm supposed to keep my cool
I'm not tryin to lose my shit
But no matter how long I'm sober
You just can't be impressed
So I DRINK
I SMOKE
I SNORT
I FUCK
Just tryin to relieve the stress
I know I'll never be someone
Oblivion is where I live
So fuck it if I don't make it
I'll just die and hope again
But hope doesn't fucking cut it
I'm still all alone
Homeboys don't mean bullshit
When you fagots don't answer the phone
Pretend for a second,
Suicide was an option for me
You have twelve texts and 5 missed calls
But Monster wasn't a priority
So I guess fake regret
Is what you'll have plastered on
But no matter how hard you try
You won't be able to stop hearing my song

"They say that my sickness is something they have never seen.
Unfortunately I give it to everyone that stays around me.
This product that is me, causes side the fuck effects.
It has taken my life, and guess what, your life is next."

Don't need to hear you preach
Is it Jesus or satan
Who should I be thankin
For all the tribulations
That I'm facin?
All alone is what I'm feeling
Who can keep me from my fate
Is it regret or regression
That pushes me towards the gate
Fucked up, now I'm living
Closer to my death
Cursing you like I'm not
Taking my last breath
Written by The_Hero_Is_Dead
Published | Edited 3rd Oct 2014
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