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Real rap, straight from the heart. Anything, depending on my mood I guess.
Hey, this is Mems. I'm 17 from Ontario Canada. I just make music for fun, so I hope you guys enjoy it. =)
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Peak #785
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Peak #72
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May 14, 2007
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:28
Lyrics
--Chorus--
Walk into the room, you don't have to scream i can hear you,
That trip of needle sticks, you get your fix from confrontation,
I try to make it past, I don't wanna get into it right now,
Can't this family have one day to get away from all this pain
--Verse 1--
I can't get away from this agonizing, pain defying state that I'm in,
Feels like a tranquilizing blades uprising straight in my head,
It's chronological, the obstacles impossible,
A bottle full of Psychotic growth, it's unstoppable,
But the hurts definite 'cause it ain't just an urgent sickness,
First of symptoms'll have you laying in a hearse or clinic,
No certain minutes or birds chirpin', the worlds turning,
Hurts yearning, hope to remain on the earth's surface,
No equal adequate to freely meet establishment,
Torn flesh pours red, the needles keep on jabbin' in,
If you've been through half of it, decipher the torture I'm in
Life of disordered crime, your rights are at border line,
Lost in a place of often throbbing and aches,
Your coffin awaits, drop in and then your off to the gates,
My most common mistake is I don't guard my rights,
Forever feeling pain, I'm scarred for life! Yeah
--Chorus--
Walk into the room, you don't have to scream i can hear you,
That trip of needle sticks, you get your fix from confrontation
I try to make it past, I don't wanna get into it right now,
Can't this family have one day to get away from all this pain
--Verse 2--
In this land of blitz don't handle it like a bag of chips,
A chance or risk can vanish quick and leave you into shattered bits,
"It's scandalous" I know, it's how it is and goes,
Powerless, pound my fist to bone, yeah,
Reputed as tragic, I'm used to the scratches,
Bruises and gashes, covering the wombs with a bandage,
Lucifer's master piece, what you supposed to expect,
When exposed, just know your one step closer to death,
Close to the edge, I don't think to dare refuse,
Free-falling, with no wings or parachutes,
Extensively it's heavenly, no remedy or cure,
No medicine, a pessimist, it exits me through hurt,
Readily alert, the memories wont leave my brain,
Relieve and strain to ease the pain, and stop these bleeding veins,
It's that same horrific noise which makes me follow my ears to,
So you don't have to scream i can already hear you...
--Chorus--
Walk into the room, you don't have to scream i can hear you,
That trip of needle sticks, you get your fix from confrontation,
I try to make it past, I don't wanna get into it right now,
Can't this family have one day to get away from all this pain
I cant get away, from all this pain
I cant get away, from all this pain
I cant get away, from all this pain
I just cant get away from all this pain...
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