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Random thoughts and rants in my head,
Riddles chaos my conflicted mind,
I live in the devil’s creed
Here I have no right to dream,
There I dug the pits n bury the hopes,
Were the tainted love is painted in the colors of fury,
There my bedtime stories are scary.
My demons, my sins control me,
cant keep of the grass,
Pcp runs in my veins
chimneys smoke out the hash,
Angst my will I don’t quit the pain, I don’t quit the charm,
Stop pushing me, Cant you fucking see you never win
Frail I look fragile am not,
Coz I am the battery to ignite not to drive,
I am the pit-bull not to be tamed but to fight,
I am heretic, with a frantic mind,
I am the eclectic of a kind.
2 comments:
Hi,
In the first two verses the words were very well choosen. As for the last verse I found it too straight.
Thats my own opinion. It may not be correct.
neat bro! Likhchhish na keno aar? why is it, though, i wonder...when it is the unconventional, you always need to hammer it down - and when it is conventional - it is always out there - in ur face, obvious and predictable?
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