Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Fallen To Sh!t
Imitation fills my eyes like tears
And I wish they were out of here.
A long time ago,
I quit looking for an easy way out.
So I started looking for
A hard way out.
I am not successful.
I am one speck of nothing.
Sometimes not even that much.
What is less than a speck if but nothing itself?
I remember the imagination I once had,
And still have but keep hidden.
Where is my hero, or
Anyone who will call and say
I'm glad you're alive?
Where does my loneliness reside now?
Now that everything has just fallen to sh!t.
November 19, 2004
Suge
And I wish they were out of here.
A long time ago,
I quit looking for an easy way out.
So I started looking for
A hard way out.
I am not successful.
I am one speck of nothing.
Sometimes not even that much.
What is less than a speck if but nothing itself?
I remember the imagination I once had,
And still have but keep hidden.
Where is my hero, or
Anyone who will call and say
I'm glad you're alive?
Where does my loneliness reside now?
Now that everything has just fallen to sh!t.
November 19, 2004
Suge
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