Nothing left (samples Hollywood Undead)

[Spyder]

This music induces therapeutic influence to those listenin to it
So smooth and fluent for the truest that know how to use it.
All this rage at my age, encased in this place, get out of my face
This is my personal space, shut up ‘for you vanish without a trace.
This rain it brings the pain, but theres not a thing that you could say
That would make me change my ways, its embedded in my brain.
Don’t you take my name in vein for the sake of your little games
If your not willin to stay, go, because I wont miss you a fuckin day.
All this gossip needs to stop, before it sends me off the top
One hit will make you drop, whippin asses whether u got glasses or not.
Put down that fuckin pot, and get back to your old self bitch
You selfish dick, I could give two shits if you didn’t even exist.
Youll feel this power and this force by the hour no remorse
When I devour all these whores and spit em back on your porch.
Im causin all this violence your seein through your eyelids
I encourage you to try this, like mary shaw I want dead silence.
I want to start a war, with all of the leaders there were before
Throw a fuckin gun on floor and see whos left standin in the morn’
Now its about time for the black and white to unite tonight
To fight for the same right with all of our differences aside
Because turn off the fuckin lights we all look exactly alike.

Hook
I dont know why I cut myself, god, give me a sign or help
I wont cry it'll be fine, I'll take my last breath
push it out my chest till theres nothing left.
I know that my minds near the end, god, I hurt myself and fell
I wont cry it'll be fine, i'll take my last breath
push it out my chest till theres nothing left.

Its solely the tears of the lonely this year, thats the only thing here
But the moment is clear, when their a no show just frozen in fear.
So come back and rejoice listen to my voice to lead and guide you
Just look behind you, he wants to fight you just cuz he doesnt like you.
This is the message im preachin, listen to my teachins heathens
This aint bullshit im speakin these politicians can be deceivin.
This isnt the time to bicker and bitch look at the flickr images
Can it get any worse than it is, well I know its certain as shit.
What the purpose of the hits, its time to march on our own feet
Fuck discrete, lets stomp to the beat, lets carry on with this heat
Were no longer the weak, Rosa Parks never got up from her seat.
So all of this shit goin through my head is there to the end
Its never been said but im rappin this shit til I run out of breath.

Hook
I dont know why I cut myself, god, give me a sign or help
I wont cry it'll be fine, I'll take my last breath
push it out my chest till theres nothing left.
I know that my minds near the end, god, I hurt myself and fell
I wont cry it'll be fine, i'll take my last breath
push it out my chest till theres nothing left.