Author Topic: Mind Tweakin' (Read 588 times)

J. Bryson · « **on:** September 15, 2009, 05:09:45 PM »

never really "keystyle" that much so let me take a break from audio...before i put this in audio, lol

My eyes are the observation of a hopeless light
All I'm left is workin' check to check and an Ex broken wife
A true souless mind, not only did I make a promise, I broke it twice
No hope in sight tired of the same atrocious fight
So before I go into the frozen night,
I say goodbye to the sober life
Not moved by an open mind yet arroused by the closest high
Prison's not an option because I probably won't survive
Willin' to take my life but I'm gonna need some supplies
Ok, how bout my rehab bag and a six-inch kinfe
Fuck all the twisted lies, listen guys
This isn't your world I'm riskin' mine
It doesn't even really matter anymore
Where I'm goin' there's plenty whores
Revenge is best when you settle every score
Not sure how I got here or if I'll see next evenin'
Mary Jane seems to be the only one who sees him
Conscious eats him, addictions feed him
Needles pain easin', Ex girlfriend teasin', mind tweakin',
He says he only does it because he needs it, will is the weakest
Bills keep creepin', skills keep depletin',
I'm just tryin' to find what's left of me
I'm sorry if I let my heart get the best of me
Most my problems gone but the rest keep stressin' me
Life's a bitch I guess it keeps testin' me
Pick myself up, Imma fall down unexpectedly
You could see me there but I never was mentally
Other people have wants but I got special needs
Especially since I'm desperate for attention
Depression prevents me to move in a new direction
Losin' my hair again from the heroin injections
Dug deep in the trenches, wonderin' where my head is
Murder one of my exxes now cross it off my check list
Cuz when someone can't help it, they're helpless
That's why it's so easy for me to be selfish
Followin the path of a nomad fresh off a rehab program
Got sober but couldn't wait to go back,
Back where I started full blast
They said they found me drunk crashed in a koldasack
Saw my dealer's coke and stole the whole stash
I don't know where my soul's at I just know that
Imma pro at takin' too much prozac
Fuck it, I'm already a low man, no shoes my toes black
Same old hat keep my mind opened at a closed stance
All his friends fearin' him, the wrong path steerin' him
As I fall into a serious stage of delirium,
In order to keep my head clear within,
I take another drink til I can't hear again
Lost motivation and will from sheer to win
Burst out the house yellin' "You'll never see me here again"
Doesn't like his peers to get in-
Volved let introduce myself as Death's fearless twin
So it's time to make a change, hurry quick
Local police found a dead woman, burried with
A six inch knife in her chest called "Marry's Switch"
Looks like he enjoyed it so they call the case "Scarry Bliss"
It's too late all they can do is worry, shit
Suspect is described as the one with a nervous twitch
Such a worthless gift, nothin's gettin' in his way even if it's hurtin him