Wait...theres always tomorrow,
Fate's too late to pick up your sorrow.
And the only thing that you'll ever see,
is the pain that came with misery.
Lost...in a world of hope,
Cost your life to sit and grope.
And tell yourself who you love the most!
Coz death is near so fear....
the end with a new friend.
The holy ghost.
chorus:
Livin life inside a vent,
All your recycled time is spent,
All the lies that you repent,
Dent the end of the pain you never meant.
Everythings screwed, everythings wicked.
Everythings screwed, wicked wicked wicked.
One more thing that i forgot to add,
is that sad is bad and bad is sad and
everything you wanted or thought you had,
is screwed, its all screwed,
its all wicked...wicked wicked wicked.
its all demented.
Fuckin Demented.
I'm fuckin demented.
You get Hungry, so you check your diet.
Starvation is a salvation to yo own riot.
And after you check, then you try to go by it,
you like to experiment..so go ahead and try it.
but again, you begin to die with your new friend.
as you die, no good morning, no good bye,
you think of everything and ask why...
demented in your own dimension of pain and drugs.
insane indentions on a train to more drugs.
lifes full of exploits, its full of bugs.
no more kisses, no more hugs,
so fucked up that you can only shrug.
then you ask yourself who you love the most.
and whisper good-bye, coz death is near so phjear...
the end with a new friend.
The holy ghost.
(chorus)
- k4rn3y k|own
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