wishing i was gone

[bonzokid]

life presses down on our weak souls
keeps us occupide
give your heart away til you fold
keep breaking it til you die

dont forget the hurt casued from a loved one
but dont hold it against the present
dont forget where you are from
or your lifes worth will be lessend

poison fills my lungs, fills my mouth
im bound to be gone
pack up and head south
with my best friend and his newborn son

my head spins with confusions
these drinks make my thoughts spin round
and in this night i am stuck in this illusion
and all i could think about is what i was trying to forget

i will be leaving again
my bravery left me for dead
i accept these lies from within
the same lies i have always been fed

now my freedom causes my death