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as i write my final song

i wonder why it took so long

to get these words off my mind

so i can think about suicide



but let me not get off the point

ah, its connected at the joint



i wanted the words to be perfect

but after i saw you smirking

i finally stopped my thoughts

about how exactly to show the world



let it look at itself

let you find a mirror

and break it after

you stare a soul in your hole



you'd say it was a rash moment

but finally its clear to me



these are my grievances

a world where friends seek strangers

a world where freedoms offlimits

a world where you glady bomb mangers



a world where love is a body

and where a body's a bait

a world where different draws hate

and where hate is entertainment



when you saw me with no where to go

my 'best hope' said good luck, hung up the phone

i made it back in one piece

(sticking together)

but after i saw you smirking



a world where you say its a shame

and you whine and complain

do nothing but support the same

but action is what i'm giving the world



let it look at itself

let you find a mirror

and break it after

you stare a soul in your hole



you'd say it was a rash moment

but finally its clear to me



as i write my final song

forever long you've sung along

like you were hoping for the hook

well would you settle for a noose



i wanted it to be perfect

but after i saw you smirking

a sloppy knot can't hurt more

then carrying the weight of this world



let it carry itself

let you find a boulder

and jam the river

from drowning your whole village



you'd say it was a rash moment

hmm..well i guess you're right

but i think to ask you whats your excuse

for living your life