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Visions of my childred wiping tear from open eyes |
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As they Kneel baside my coffin family say their last goodbyes |
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But ita the faces of my babies got me trippin thankin god for breath |
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Expressions filled with pain has got me strappin on the vest |
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And I know that |
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I aint living right |
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I hang on borrowed time |
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And this life's gome leave them bastards cause they pops has got to grind |
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Little mouths have got to eat so |
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I hug them hit the streets |
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Spittin time with them and money got me feelin incomplete |
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And I aint scared of any motha****a fight the flames of hell |
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But a child without his dad has got me hiding in my shell |
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Got me shikin in my boots to see them face this world alone |
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Are the strong enough to cope stuck in half a ****in home |
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As I lay them down to sleep its all on me their soul to keep |
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And if I die before |
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I wake I pray to |
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God he's up there waitin |
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With an army full of angels strapped with gats cause |
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I'm defying |
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Since I first became o father only fear |
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I have is dying |
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This situation has got me losting sleep |
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I can not eat |
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I'm feeling weak the fear has got me |
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On my knees |
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The fear has got me |
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This situation has got me losting sleep |
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I can not eat |
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I'm feeling weak the fear has got me |
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On my knees |
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The fear has got me[Blaze] |
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After all that |
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I have ever done |
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And all that you will ever see for life |
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Death beyond the grave |
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How will they remember me |
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I only fear the lost of my voice |
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When its gone |
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The only noise is the pen |
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I'm a writer by choice |
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I can cut my tounge clean off |
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And smoke myself toothless |
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I still be on the mic |
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Spittin shit they call ruthless |
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The truth is |
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I go deaf dumb and blind in one ear |
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And be the dopes deaf dumb blind guy you ever hear |
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I ain't scared of dyin |
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Death I've been there |
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The pine box for many years |
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My return ain't bull ain't no reincarnation |
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Get lost in translation |
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This situation has got me losting sleep |
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I can not eat |
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I'm feeling weak the fear has got me |
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On my knees |
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The fear has got me |
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This situation has got me losting sleep |
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I can not eat |
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I'm feeling weak the fear has got me |
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On my knees |
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The fear has got me[Monoxide] |
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Eyes open but |
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I don't remember much |
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I try to focus but the light is bright as **** |
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I go to sit up but |
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I'm strapped and stuck |
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Stuck panic cant say nothin |
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Like my jaw is wired shut |
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How the **** did get to where |
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I am is still a mystery |
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My memories not assistin me |
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As I lay here in misery |
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Literally hopin some body would give me some kind of time |
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I'm I dead of alive |
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Is this a dream or a sign |
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Is there a chance |
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I can find my mind and rewind |
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But paint me behind blinds and find somethin |
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Its like a game but nobody told me we were playin |
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And the fact that |
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I don't know if |
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I'm alive and sane |
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And inside my brain only one thing remains |
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The fear of no knowing paralyzes all most everthin |
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An second can be my last breath |
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And my best guess is nothin with on memories left |
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I'm sorryThis situation has got me losting sleep |
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I can not eat |
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I'm feeling weak the fear has got me |
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On my knees |
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The fear has got me |
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This situation has got me losting sleep |
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I can not eat |
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I'm feeling weak the fear has got me |
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On my knees |
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The fear has got me |
