your lungs are in flames..
That's when you realize,
Life is a shame......
You live for nothing....
You die for the same...
Little do we realize..
This is all a game.
I play with you're mind &...
You play with mine...
We all want things done...
Without staying in line...
It's my way, my time...
I need what I need...
I want what I want...
"I get things done at a snap of a finger"..
Is what you wanna flaunt.
I tell you this now..
I tell you this good...
Though I'll make you regret your every action,
I will still make you bloom.
[Written when truly drunk & suddenly everything rhymes with everything]
