West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: bez on July 17, 2003, 11:22:31 AM
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Last few months I've been hurt, really startin to feel scared//
Beaten my head with my fists tryin to injure the voice I heard//
Whole life's become blurred, having suicidal visions//
Parents have neglected me, I'm standin on ma own two feet makin my own decisions//
But its hard being responsible, I'm really startin to feel pain//
I'm a child so I guess they think its illogical for me to feel strain//
But they are wrong, they hurtin me with every fight that takes place//
Standin at my mirror lookin deep, wonderin whats beyond my wet face//
Sheddin tears that scar me, tears that burn my flesh to tha bone//
I'm scared, I'm really scared cos I know how hard it is to be alone//
Father's got a new girl, to me, the bitch just ain't worth a dam//
Mothers jealous of Daddy's affair so now shes sleepin wit every man she can//
Shits stressful, its overwhealmin the power of inconsideration that takes place in the moment//
What was once a peaceful family is now split down the middle, hatred really hurts dont it?//
I'm really startin to feel down, so far I've kept my cool//
I know when I'm not around they arguein about me, they tryin to play me for a fool//
But I swear to God I ain't choosin between em, how can I basically say who's the best//
My hearts beatin 500 times a minute, leavin a pain in my chest//
I can't possible leave one alone, so they can rot in their messy situation//
Feel like I'm all alone from now, but you know I'm stronger to be hatin//
I gotta get along with my life, ok they ain't in love no more, but thats ok, I think//
I'd rather them be happy seperately, than be unhappy together forever.......I think//
Why didn't I see this comin, when the black eyes started appearin//
Dad not coming home drunk, swingin for me and my mum very late in the evenin,
can't help thinkin its my fault, where the support for your son//
My angry is locked inside a vault but its all coming out, I'm done//
I can't take it no more....I need sleep, I need to be let loose//
My tears have become unique, I weep as I tie the noose and leap//
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i rememba the good old days wer i used to get dised every day
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Very nice keystyle Bez. Nice concept and the shit was mad deep. I was actually going to write something with this same topic yesterday, weird shit.
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nice key.. sorta freaky
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Very nice keystyle Bez. Nice concept and the shit was mad deep.
Word.. Im feeli this bez.. keep spittin
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Bez read your pms