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| Title: | Life in the darkness |
| Author: | Darryl Flanagan |
| Theme: | being me |
| Story: | IF LIFe is a test I got nothing to lose That means nothing is left, some die confused I refuse to let my anger difuse Its built UP inside, I MUSt be used Pre concieved perception aLL my bent UP tension RICochets and FLYs in every direction, Feel the pressure Feel the opression survive through out the depression no more half life living it’s a FULL life now got MY feet on the ground, no more living, I stay grounded While Paranoir surrounds Losing my grip realitys a hazy trip I get PISSed everytime, I Feel IM LOSING it IMPULSes drive me cos IM use to using it now tell me who the FUCK runs your manor POLICE enforcing peace, now that’s a piece of shit the deceit in the streets lays 6 feet deep so chop the hands OFF the thief KICK out his front teeth IM caught UP in a chemical reaction A sinister distraction when drugs polute theres no relaxing and aint nothing left, LOVing the greed for the money and the LUST from sex sometimes I feel hostile and barely LIVing and when IM spitting, nobodys listening should I take it apart and IF I do were do I start been caught in the dark for to many years seen the tears from my peers turn to ammo for destruction, but slowly they fall so dont tell me not to Freak, whether your life aint got no meaning your Feinding For a dream careless of animosity IF all else Fails, we prevail through the depths of hell and come equip with Lyrics that are heartless CHORUS x2 trapped in the darkness no way to escape now you await the fate death wont compensait Stairing at the world through a tainted glass seeking the memories OF your Forgotten past I Learnt the art from a young age consummed with rage every night I prayed but nothing came already arranged MY destiny was a life without misery constantly Felt like death was all around me LOSing my sanity as well as my family All MY thoughts consist OF IS SUICIDE And I cant seem to find Or define MY mind in these hard times IM LOSing It, SICK of Feeling negative instead of Positive this LIFe I choose to LIVe, taking tips of crack Fiends and pasafists when my own analysis IS I cant handle this SO IM cutting loose ties COS Loose ties, tie around your neck watch the sweat From the pressure creeping in the back row they never saw MY shadow prepared For battle, they stare cos there scare cant hack nor handle facts there strapped watch your back cos these GUYS be two Faced, they attack in packs Learnt MY lesson, FLIPPed it, made it my MISSION The competition be pissing blood when I hit em UP whispers in the darkness, realised its true my silence is guided, reminded by YOU IM still hitting Flame on still ripping, and spitting these ILL Rhythms eniaLating the COMPetition trapped in a world thats paralel to hell only way to escape, IS to just save yourself cant runaway, trapped in this world of insanity abnormalitys and technicalitys countless casualities to STD or H.I.V seduced by pussy, a pussy indeed screams From another fiend trapped in the darkness cant escape stone cold to heartless Chorus x 2 trapped in the darkness no way to escape now you await the fate death wont compensate stairing at the world through a tainted glass seeking the memories of your Forgotten past |
