danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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my pain is self chosen

at least so the prophet says
I could either burn or cut off my pride and buy some time
a head full of lies is the weight tied to my waist
the river of deceit pulls down
the only direction we flow is down
down oh down   down oh down   down oh down   down oh down

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ain’t found a way to kill me yet

seems every path leads me to nowhere
the bullets scream to me from somewhere