I was standing on the corner of Always Last and First And I found myself watching a procession following three hearses I find myself here at this intersection, in the middle of nothing, a sagebrush Capable of with standing the harshness of anything, yet vunerable to the slightest touch
Sun parched by day, yet enduring the fridgid temperatures of my nights I've been treated like this all of my life so this makes everything seems alright This ground that surrounds me remind of the terrain of my heart and mind Each within the first two hearse, caskets...
Yeah I like when she licks my ice cream, licks my ice cream Yeah I like when she licks my ice cream, licks my ice cream An unwanted pregnancy aborted walking along the streets of the dead No one will have me, all other gates were locked to what I said
I pleaded and begged, I had the right to more than a place to rest my head But because of how they discarded me, my innocence had already been shed An unclaimed soul discarded into limbo, still unwanted and thrown fucking up This was when I realized that even eternity can be corrupt
Boy you better put them bars on your momma's windows and doors This shit has been escalated, it's time to settle the fucking score Caught up in the club shanked front and fucking back Shots fired randomly designed to distract from the attack
Thinking that the job was done, sets shouted into the air The motherfucker is lying on the floor, blood flowing everywhere Bitches are celebrating, they have a false sense of victory My three man posse is Baal and Death, and then there is I Is Me
I was naked, save for a white sheet wrapped around my shoulders. I was in my hometown. It was night, and it was raining. The lights of the city were of a deep crimson color. I knew I did not belong there. I wanted to go home. I was trying to find my way to the city and state where I live currently in the streets of Spokane, Washington. Something was pursuing me. I do not know what. But I knew I was being followed.