End user

End user

A Poem by slayerjay
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Rant

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god be my producer
im tired of being an end user
you could teach to me
and i could preach for ya
bleeding is old school
religion is all ruins
time for the change 
of the prayers you consume
your school of thought, that school is wraught
they got cooler spots to find newer gods
like fear of reality, cant outwieght gravity
fiscal policy, the new age democracy
miracles on wall street
available on pay per view tragedies 
im talking about your fading, 
but will you rise again
or is it just waiting
for you transform and re release that bond
so we can perform anyway that you want
longer is the wait, then stronger is the hate
can i take the fall for you or is it too late
synapses cant understand your actions
and people think its because of your absense 
but they fail to cope, and failure leads to dope
one line of coke, and they think they know
one night of prayer, now they think its a joke
all this pretending, leads to a dead end
hard chemicals are the miracles
if you want to see light, pop more minerals
god aint gon fight to prove his own truth
now isnt that why god made us fools
like told us be cool
gave us pain when we cruel
now did he? or did we?
too weak to take the blame 
we gave god the higher stand
now we cannot understand
god go now leave my brain
i am praying to the main
the stage is overplayed
and we overruled the closing case
needs to reopen and erase
god come back in our ways
lead us back to our grave
cause we cant live forever dazed
in this cray immortal phase

© 2013 slayerjay


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slayerjay
slayerjay

Bangalore, Somewhere, India



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