Oct 27, 2005 22:53
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
but its what I am...
but its what I am...
but its what I am...
but its what I am...
but its what I am...
so I say too you...
you don't know me man...
you don't know me man...
you don't know me man...
you don't know me man...
you preach the book but don't know the story
you say these words with out even knowing
you say these words with out even knowing
you say these fucking words without even knowing
now I say fuck you man you can blow me
now I say fuck you man you can blow me
now I say fuck you man you can kill me
now I say fuck you man fucking kill me
Because I'm tired and I dont sleep
and I'm losing weight and I can't breathe
and my mind is fucked up from the drugs and the stress
and my thoughts are empty like the heart in my chest
enjoy your own room man
well I enjoy someone elses
enjoy your family man
well I enjoy someone elses
enjoy your life man
well I enjoy these drugs man
enjoy everything you have
and I'll confide in these drugs man too hide from the bad
enjoy what you've got man
and I'll miss what I had
I once had my own room
could sweep my own floor with my own broom
I'm sorry I was late for work but I havent slept in days
I'm sorry I missed work cause im so damn lazy
I'm sorry I missed work theres no excuse I dont deserve what you pay me
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
don't make excuses man...
take that gun out of your hand...
take that gun out of your hand...
no man no excuses but its what I am...
so when I pull this trigger this will be the end...
no excuses man....
im so burnt out
so sore and tired
the thrill is gone
(I GOTTA RAMBLE)
soon enough