It's simple really...I pick up my guitar, spill my guts and soul into a song i create on acoustic guitar, I pick up my phone, record it, and post it...these son
Forever lived violently
Never went down silently
Mournings dawn, dope was gone
Sickness led my life so long
Never knew, when my death
Reasoned with my last breath
Id shed a smile, only when my shuvel dug into the dirt
Id be fine, just as long as everyone else felt my hurt, stand in line
Ixfixciate, congregate
Stand around to seal my fate
Life to me, seemed reversed
Whats a blessing, blessed to curse
Actions prove, if you move
Then youll start to improve
Find strength to rise
To do battle with these words used by the
wise
But youll hate
That their telling you to change your mental state
If you know
That you had enough of all the scars you show
Kill it slow
Let addiction die so it will never grow
Just let it go
This could be the first time the chains will break to make you feel your free
From all that weight, youve carried adding more so its heavy
I hope you have the passion that burns relentlessly
I guarantee if youre like me youll bleed till you cant breathe
Impossible is a word i dont believe should of been made
All because if you tell your self im possible then say
Youll destroy any obstacle or challenge in your way
Then someday hope your words like mine were someones life to save
