The Noose

I've tried writing this letter now

Several times before

When the party's over and the liquor is no more

I tell you now that living has become somewhat a chore

And following their rules is such a God forsaken bore

Now I say god because I'm program but I believe in none

I see no interventions and I see no holy sons

And if I'm wrong then strike me down and break these breathing lungs

Just take the words reverse them back upon my evil tongue

I've seen children harm each other like it's second nature

Some just want to watch the world burn

Bang upon the drums

And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on

Cuz chaos has a melody and death is like a song

I sing, sing out to the rafters I sing

Close this little chapter and I think

This life is a disaster and it stings

I'm trying to find a way to just sing

Sing out to the rafters I sing

Close this little chapter and I think

This life is a disaster and it stings

You seem him trying to find a way out

What a world x2

I'm hanging up the noose now

Waiting for the end

What a world x2

I'm hanging up the noose now

Waiting for the end

I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton

And the cause of the missing limbs it meaned that it's no love like Wimbledon

When they sat before me young as hell

Look at me accolades like gentlemen

I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability

To walk and to touch

No way of rekindlin'

What is now gone

Unless they got money like Forest and Lieutenant Dan

The war

If you in a dam

They have no remorse and that any minute bam

That's fucked off

While we chillin' on tour on the bus getting sucked off

Know a families greaving

Because war is receding

Their peeps and they crying their butts off

That's why I get so much

When I flow bust

While we got it so good

Cuz it's so rough

But the young soldiers who do exactly what they are told to do

Damn

Do exactly what they told to do

Defend their country and uphold the crew

But give my one and only soul for you

That's a hell of a job description

I don't know if my gods with this one

But I guess its the laws of sickman

Sending out youngins and they fall the victims

Of an evil klans plan

That's why I be saying "Dwam"

Cuz on 9/11 I realized our fate is in another mans hands

What a world x2

I'm hanging up the noose now

Waiting for the end

What a world x2

I'm hanging up the noose now

Waiting for the end

When I see how my love ones had left

I wonder how long I would fight

I wonder if I would give in

And let the reaper lead me into night

See I got to much pride left

Like my grandma that died to early

Reaching for moments

More but instead the cancer in her lungs took her from me

We drift

Naturally like two ships in the roughest of seas

That's why this moments precious yet I'm to distant to feel it complete

See these days I feel so disconnected

It gets harder to drop to my knees

I guess that's a side effect of living in generation x-y-z

Obsessed with pain and greave

Man I wished we were both kids again

Things were simpler than 90's incident got me loosing friends to the hands

Of violent men

Fast

Faster then speeding bullets

Whizzing down alley ways

So bubbly I'm waking up from this haze

But only to realize the world hasn't changed

Suddenly I'm not even fazed

Y'all think it's the way we been raised

Fuck it

I'm sick and right back in this haze

Cause this can turn out to be my last of days

With a hope and a prayer

Put a rope in the air

But I'm just too scared

Choking from the pressure

While I rock this chair

Swing back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare

What a world x2

I'm hanging up the noose now

Waiting for the end

What a world x2

I'm hanging up the noose now

Waiting for the end