Mary Jane 420


Out Of Line For The Last Time.


I don't know what's going on with my mind
It's starting to go out of line
It's denying the strength inside
That keeps me going well and alive
Black figures are following me
Surrounding and howling at me
Swallowing my sanity
Asking if they can borrow my soul
They'll return it tomorrow whole
If I sign the scroll and obey they rules
It's not cruel to revenge for everything they stole
Saying humanity is the reason my life is a dark hole
Describing my goals in details that nobody knows
Promising help to leave no trace that shows
I know they're being honest, lets go
It's my chance to finally be in control
Trauma is what I now patrol
Wow, this power will never get old
The black shadows did everything they told
I'm never changing back, they're laid back
My life is better being whacked and bold
People screaming out how can you be so cold
Laughing at their pain; I'm your new demon

Submitted: Saturday, March 01, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 05, 2014

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