I've writing this letter now, Several before, When the party's and, The is no more, I'll tell you now that living has somewhat a chore, And following their is such a God foresaken bore, Now I say God I'm programmed, But I in none, I see no and I see no Holy Sons, And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break breathing lungs, Just take the words reverse them upon my evil tongue, I've seen children arm like it's second nature, Some wanna watch the world burn, And bang the drums, And that is why the and the rhythm will live on, Chaos has a melody and death is a song,
I sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close this little and I think, This is a disaster and it stings, I'm trying to a way to just sing, out to the rafter's I sing, Close little chapter and I think, This is a disaster and it stings, You see I'm to find a way out,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end
I went to wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton, And the cause of the missing limbs it mean there's no love Wimbledon, When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades gentlemen, I'm thinking the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling, is now gone unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan, The war if you win a damn they have no at any minute bam, That's fucked off while we're chilling on tour on the bus sucked off, Know our family is grieving 'cause war is their peeps and they crying their butts off, why I get so much, When a bust, Why we got it so good 'cause so rough, For the young who, Do what they're told to do, Damn, do what exactly what told to do, they're country and uphold the crew, But give my one and soul for you, a hell of a job description, I don't know if my with this one, But I guess its the laws of men, Send out youngin's and they the victim, Of an clans plan, That's why I be dwamn, 'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is man's hands,
a world, what a world, I'm hanging up the now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm hangin up the now, for the end
When I see how my loved ones left, I how long I would I would fight, I wonder if I give in and let the reaper lead me into night, See I got too pride left, My grandmother to early, Reaching for moments more but instead the in her lungs took it from me, We drift, naturally like two ships in the of seas, That's why this moments precious yet I'm too to feel it complete, See days I feel so disconnected, It gets to drop to my knees, I that's a side effect of living in generation XYZ, Obsessed with pain and man I wish we were kids again, Things were than 90s incidents, Got me losing friends to the hands of men, fast, Faster than speeding bullets down alley ways, Abruptly I'm waking up from haze, But only to realize the hasn't changed, Some of ya'll not fazed, Y'all think it's the way we been it I'm sinkin right back in this haze, 'Cause thesecould turn out to be my today, With a hope and a put a rope in the air, But I'm too scared, Chokin from the pressure will I rock chest, Swing back and forth and tempt death a blank stare,
What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end, What a world, a world, I'm up the noose now, for the end