End userA Poem by slayerjayRantgod 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
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Added on August 8, 2013 Last Updated on August 8, 2013 |