THE STAND
no one can save you now
you’ve thrown it all away
you don’t even care you’re like everyone else
pop your ego trip with an ice pick
too hot for words but I say fuck it
too much for you but you know you want it
I scare you I thrill you it’s all a head trip
if you care for me kill me don’t let your aim slip
cut loose the noose you hang on me
I hang daily but I know you never see
wipe the smile from your face the light from your eyes
I never was good at saying goodbyes
slit your throat slit my wrists slit the sky
blood falls in buckets blood is waist high
my blood is blue from ol’ Mr. Xan
my blood is drained when you hold my hand
there’s no time to waste anymore
I need to be free from the edge of death’s door
I’m leaving I’m tired of falling behind
I didn’t want it I didn’t want it I didn’t want it
I’m gone so gone you’ll never know where
this place is no home there’s no place any where
it’s over I need to evolve with the madness
it’s over like sweet laughter to sadness
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