It'll be "OK"

They say to my face,

Talking cinnamon into my cereal,

And giving me a toothache...

Pretending there's a fairy that will come and save my soul,

The demons making shots as I'm trying not to let them make the goal...

"You'll be alright" They say

Put your gloves on and you'll be (OK)

"Oh wait"

"Why do you have a gun in your face"

I might as well since your shooting lies into my eyes...

I guess its not surprise who the real culprit is...

Giving me nights where I can't sleep

Where I wish to run away as a wolf,

But I'm stuck like a sheep...

Listening to a Shepard that can barely stand on his two feet...

Heart so cold, his tears turn from water to sleet...

...

Someday's I feel like listening to the wind...

Talking to it as if it was my only best friend...

Because the four corners around me,

Only seek to take me away in my sleep...

And wish to see me six feet deep...

In dirt and in soil...

To rot and boil...

A thanksgiving for the careless...

Let's bow our heads before the priest speaks bullets into my brain...

I'm so tired...

I can barely stand,

People telling me left and right that I'll never make my own land...

Am I a failure to you?

Am I a lost hope to you?

Am I a downer to you?

A white pill that fixes the temporary in you?

What about me?

Where's my sense of mind in you?

Can I find myself in you?

...

It'll be "OK"

They say to my eyes...

They've never been in a room with me,

Where I've released the lies of my history...

Because they've already become history...

Smoking a cannabis Island...

Can I join you for once?

Can I feel the sticky for the one time?

Can I taste the light drink with a little lime?

Can I be more then just fine?

How can I lift my head, 

If people keep bringing it down...

Like boulders falling from a cliff,

They keep tumbling down...

And somehow they don't make a sound,

Because nobody can hear me...

(Help me)

Because no one can hear me...

(HELP ME!)

I've had a long line of bad religions...

Maybe God has given up on me...

And I'm suffering in the present...

Is this my life?

Give me a knife at least...

What can I protect myself with,

If I have no one to share it with...

(Save Me!!! I'm trapped!)

Barricaded inside my own world...

Wishing to explore the others...

Lord, I feel so smothered in sadness right now...

I feel so weak in my knees right now...

Can't even walk on the concrete right now...

(Help me)

Can't even breathe inside this coffin right now...

(Kill me)

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