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J. Bryson

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Please Shoot Me Down
« on: February 28, 2009, 01:19:57 PM »
Now if you won't let me, how can you expect me?
I'm sorry if I'm not inter-esting
I know my mom's probably regrettin' me
Everyone's threat-n-ing to test me
Tryin' to get the worst of me Imma give you the best of me
I can't ever seem to sit and be comfortable
I'm just tryin' to be lovable
Loved by anyone, any-body
Hatin' me seems to be the new hobby
Obviously people are tryin' to block me
And make it so impossibly,
For success, to reach, but yet I keep the peace
I see my niece's face as it gleams
And think "I wish that was me"
Don't tell me you're comin' back, it's just a tease
You stab my heart, and now the blood leaks
Beatin' me down consistant-ly
Apparently everyone deserves peace except me
But it's ok you can shoot me down, I still believe
So excuse me if I use this music to get away
Use it as a way to erase the pain
Tryin' to find a way to escape into a new lane
If I had to choose I'd take my soul over the fame
Lookin to borrow someone's umbrella as it rains
Maybe droppin out of school was a mistake?
Na no way you can't touch the music that I make
Blow out the candles because my sincerity takes the cake
I'm sorry momma if I have failed you,
I'm sorry Lord if I did not hail to you
Enough, but understand it gets tough
Lord please don't look at me in disgust
Help me to keep my temper from errupt
Dear God don't ever leave me, I don't need much
I see the wrold in black and white, my eyes are rust
A broken dream and wishful thinking, I'm standing in mud
Everyone looks down upon me, all I can do is look up
And so I grab my iPod, leave everyone and pray for a little luck
You probably could sum me up in 2 words, a regretful accident
I don't deserve it, I don't know how I managed all of this
They refuse to see the good in me, only the mistakes and they're trackin' it
If you don't hear me now then I'm exactly what your missin'
My plan is my only option, grab these little scraps and live
I got a way with words I'm outta this world, ask the moon I'm off this planet
There's nothing you can say to me that could do any damage
I've already heard it, and pain I've already had it
I hear voices, but to me it's just all sarcasm
I don't need therapy to tell me compassion I lack it
I've tried opening up to the world and the masses but they're cold hearted
I'd rather conceil my tears, close my mouth and stay starvin'
I'm like Mose travelin alone in a hot dessert on a road,
With nothin but the clothes on my back and a little hope
And even though it's 100 degrees it's lonely and so I'm cold
That's the reason I'm different and stick out so bold
From this day forward I'm ready to go to war
An honest man equipped with a sword
I promise to do good, and give a little more
But standup for myself, and everyday pray to the Lord
I'm lost, but have the courage to admit, I'm honest
The goal is to ripe my soul that's already rotten
I attain no money, so there's no need for a pocket
I do however pertain self awareness, wisdom and logic...Got it?
I only ask that you bless me with self esteem,
A reason to proceed and a reason to believe

~Integrity

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