I've tried this letter now, Several before, the party's over and, The is no more, I'll tell you now that living has become 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 them back upon my tongue, seen children arm eachother like it's second nature, Some just watch the world burn, And upon the drums, And that is why the and the rhythm will live on, has a melody and death is like a song,
I sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close this little and I think, This life is a and it stings, I'm to find a way to just sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close this little and I think, This is a disaster and it stings, You see I'm to find 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 limbs it mean there's no love Wimbledon, they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen, I'm thinking that the took away their 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 they have no remorse at any minute bam, fucked off while we're 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 good it's so rough, For the soldiers who, Do exactly they're told to do, Damn, do what exactly what they're to do, Defend they're and uphold the crew, But give my one and soul for you, a hell of a job description, I don't if my God's with this one, But I its the laws of sick men, Send out and they fall the victim, Of an clans plan, That's why I be dwamn, 'Cause on 9/11 I 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 hangin up the now, for the end
When I see how my loved have left, I wonder how long I I would fight, I wonder if I would give in and let the lead me into night, See I got too much left, My grandmother to early, Reaching for moments but instead the cancer in her lungs took it from me, We drift, like two ships in the roughest of seas, why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to feel it complete, See these I feel so disconnected, It gets to drop to my knees, I guess that's a effect of living in generation XYZ, Obsessed pain and grief man I wish we were kids again, Things were than 90s incidents, Got me losing friends to the of violent men, fast, Faster speeding bullets whizzing down alley ways, Abruptly I'm waking up from haze, But only to realize the world changed, Some of not even fazed, Y'all it's the way we been raised? Fuck it I'm sinkin right back in haze, 'Cause turn out to be my last today, With a and a prayer put a rope in the air, But I'm too scared, Chokin from the will I rock this chest, Swing back and forth and tempt with a blank stare,
a world, what a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end