june/july 2003
Lyrics
Verse 1:
It was just a normal day I was chillin out in school,
nothin unusual it was all goin cool,
then all the sudden Im in gym sittin down,
everyone's havin fun and im there on the ground,
watchin with my eyes, thinkin about,
if i killed myself then im not around,
the thought sumtimes can bring my tears out,
not one person said hi, shit i wonder y,
life's so dark, all the light's in another sky,
there's no more heat, for the light, my last summer died,
time to end it all turn my back shun my pride,
shit i cant resist just knowin that i dont exist,
in the eyes of my peers, grab a knife and slit,
walkin home from school knowin im gonna cut my wrist,
that night grab a knife to the right and then *SLIT*,
the vein's split, remain sick, and i ponder this
hook:
1000 days, that ive been sad and depressed,
god made me in a way i can't laugh with the rest,
just many more problems come after i'm stressed,
1000 days, that I still havee till my death (2x)
Verse 2:
1000 days, that i have failed this fuckin test,
everyday i have to take so many fuckin meds,
my body is a big biological mess,
by the way, add alcohol to all the rest,
of my ADD not to mention that im depressed,
only if, i found a way to deal wit my loneliness,
cuz it is such a hard feelin to deal wit
the world would know too only if they could feel it,
it may not seem like shit, but trust me it is,
every second i live it's tearin me up within,
fuck i gotta deal wit what god has given,
and all the people who use my mind like it's linen,
bite marks in my rhymes from all the people who have bitten,
nobody really knows who the fuck this is,
sometimes i wonder if people know of my existence,
this is the shit that i always have to live wit
Hook
Verse 3:
this typa shit's what makes kids shoot up the place,
but i would never hurt anyone but my own face,
noone knows what i go through, take it to my fuckin head,
eric harris would know too, but that motherfucker's dead,
all i want is to for me not to be up in my bed,
not thinkin about shit like my own death,
to live in a world, where there's no stress,
no fuckin violence, no drugs and no death,
no guns shootin mcs over who flows best,
the typa shit that made big and pac go rest,
now as im goin home im done with grade 8,
i look back on all the peeps who made hate,
all the people who couldnt be true to me right,
the missed oppurtunity for a unity life,
as if shunning the rest i go out and praise,
because i know ill be here for another 1000 days
hook (2x)