Kill myself, nothing left, I feel this. Slowly I'm put to death. I've seen it all no regrets. Mental regress, chemicals used in excess. . Die old, breathing cold.
Great pains. I've gone to gang slang. I've gone to lame brain. Looking for gold I. . I have become someone else. Outside stepping to inside. Stepping to my side.
He's a loser she said. . Shovel lady: "So I grabbed my shovel". Shovel lady: "So I grabbed my shovel". Shovel lady: "So I grabbed my shovel". . Great pains.
Living in the moment. Forgotten and repeated. No I cannot be the one. No I cannot be beaten. . I'm the. (Yeah). I'm the. (Yeah). I'm the. (Yeah). I'm the one.