I Wish Keystyle

by **Spyder** » Jan 14th, '11, 03:38

My name became synonymous with creep or sketch
So I keep a heater next to my penis best believe thatll relieve the stress.
maybe I can ease my chest if im breathin less
cause every evenin I keep seein-this, heathen in the mirror when the shit reflects.
You see a man defeated on my knees and hands im bleedin
thought I didnt give a damn but as im standin on this street it
seems evident I can never-get back on my own two feet and
im weepin, nothin can compare to this damage im receiving.
Its like my life is a damaged box crammed with random thoughts
as I think back man-I-gotta-lot of chances lost
and as I search for answers to question ive forgot
I am worried I cannot, control the hands of clocks.
It just feel like im bottomin out, hallowin spout caught in a drought
feel like I lost the fight when I never fought in the bout,
my sorrow and doubt gets the pills palm to the mouth
til I collapse fall in the house, sit there and ball on the couch.
just a pill addict still at, told myself I could kill habit
wasn’t in my will so now I do it for the thrill and thats it.
Im ill and that shits tragic, but I guess im being tested
Its just me stressin, but in my chest is where it manifested
every damn investment every plan put to rest when
I cant focus and life keeps tryin to jam in lessons.
I try to survive but no money for heat, house frozen
smile with pride, wanting to speak, outspoken
denial sometimes, its not funny to me, down hopeless
why is it when I, work every employee is out smokin?
Sometimes I wanna stand up and man ive had enough
Always to to relax when its tough, kept from actin up.
Wish I could skip some scenes or maybe back it up
Startin to like my child hood as bad as it was.
This is my final thought then back to the slums
I wish I could be the man everyones attached to for once