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Next Time I'll be Dead

i opened my eyes
to a rhythm i faintly remember
the room was dark but for a distant glimmer
what is that sound, bashing at my ear
someone shut it off! another beep i can't bear
how long did i doze off anyway
and why do i feel funny, changed
like i'm on hell's entryway
someone's in here with me
i feel the footsteps, the gaze on me
i know what thy're after
they will never get it, coz i'm saving it for later
that was some good shit
the bills he asked for were sure worth every cent
that dude must have been way up high
high up liberty bell while he gave me this batch

the beeping again hurts my head
where is it coming from
i'll just give it my fist
oh he's comin closer
this low-down punk
i'll show him, i'll feed him
one of my sucker punches
i tense my muscles
ouch!
why is it so difficult
what have i done to feel like this
maybe something happened earlier tonight
dark, my mind is dark
i cant remember at all
the beeping is getting louder
faster, is it someone's ringtone
why am i here
he's comin, oh shit
you think your slick
sneaking on me
i'll show you, you prick

my arms are ready
closer, closer
if only the sounds weren't such a nuisance
Now! my mind gives a shriek
nothing happens
my body's committed mutiny
i try to roll my head, i cant
what the hell is going on
i feel the panic build up in me
a volcano inside starts rumbling
the background racket blasts some more
the more i lie here, the louder it goes
another attack assaults my senses
as bright light hurts my eyes and blurs out my visions
'here, here, calm down', i hear him say
i've just given you something to help with you're long stay
we almost lost you two nights ago
so settle down, and let's get your body restored
he must have been a good as an eye reader
for when I looked at him, he said i'm your keeper
till you recover and are healed

Aaaah! images begin to pour back in
I was floating in the air, gliding
then i felt nothing
the beeper sounds have regressed to a mere hum
you were pulled from the pit in Niagra falls
i hear his voice, from a distance, tell
a miracle you made it, a blessing from God
my eyes by now have formed their own custom water mill
as i slip back into oblivion, to the darkness within