I've tried writing letter now, times before, When the party's and, The is no more, I'll tell you now that has become somewhat a chore, And following their rules is a God foresaken bore, Now I say God I'm programmed, But I in none, I see no interventions and I see no Sons, And if I'm wrong strike me down and break these breathing lungs, Just take the words reverse back upon my evil tongue, I've seen children arm eachother like it's nature, Some just wanna watch the burn, And bang the drums, And that is why the and the rhythm will live on, Chaos has a melody and death is a song,
I sing, sing out to the I sing, Close this little and I think, This life is a and it stings, I'm trying to find a way to sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close little chapter and I think, This life is a and it stings, You see I'm trying to a way out,
What a world, a world, I'm hanging up the now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end
I went to visit wounded out on Camp Pendelton, And the cause of the missing it mean there's no love like Wimbledon, When sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen, I'm thinking that the enemy took away ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling, What is now gone unless they got like Forrest and Lt. Dan, The war if you win a damn have no remorse at any minute bam, That's fucked off while chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off, Know our family is grieving 'cause war is their peeps and they crying their butts off, why I get so much, When a bust, Why we got it so 'cause it's so rough, For the young who, Do exactly what they're to do, Damn, do what exactly what they're to do, Defend country and uphold the crew, But my one and only soul for you, That's a of a job description, I don't know if my with this one, But I guess its the of sick men, Send out and they fall the victim, Of an evil plan, why I be saying dwamn, 'Cause on I realized our fate is another man's hands,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end
When I see how my ones have left, I how long I would I would fight, I if I would give in and let the reaper lead me into night, See I got too much left, My grandmother to early, Reaching for moments more but the cancer in her lungs took it from me, We drift, naturally like two ships in the of seas, That's why this moments yet I'm too distant to feel it complete, See days I feel so disconnected, It harder to drop to my knees, I guess that's a effect of living in generation XYZ, Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we were again, Things were than 90s incidents, Got me friends to the hands of violent men, fast, Faster than speeding bullets down alley ways, Abruptly I'm up from this haze, But only to realize the hasn't changed, of ya'll not even fazed, Y'all think the way we been raised? Fuck it I'm sinkin right back in haze, 'Cause thesecould out to be my last today, With a hope and a prayer put a in the air, But I'm too scared, Chokin from the will I rock this chest, Swing back and forth and death with a blank stare,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end