Well fuck i'm just shit out of luck, with all this progression
what's up with this depression. It just seems like regression,
suppression of thoughts and matters of the heart, feels like
sitting in a slow moving cart going up an endless hill, bills to
pay not today they say great advice goes along way.
With all that I know, the need for capital never gets old
foretold to store my nuts, you see it's my if, and's or buts.
shut an eye force a tear but don't cry. How would it feel
to die, sometimes wondering why?
Am I in a position to get past this opposition? Triple 6
here fuck yourself with this stick, please just one 7 would
be heaven. Taunted by these demons, a struggle of will is
there a magic pill to cure me?
All I seek is some relief, maybe to place my faith in some
belief would save me. Just asking for some luck but at the end
of the day it's my fuck.