From Blood To Coke (Angel of Sadness)

Maybe I’ll never learn, haunted by every turn Ignore these blessing just to keeps stressing The moment ceases to please us, lets examine this flaw As I snort pieces of Jesus through this broken straw Seems I go through misery stress Just to write about, that’s who I am So dear reader no worry’s It is me not you that I damn Perhaps I will never be a great writer Grasping for fate ever so higher than a pilot A soviet fighter My dreams are exhausted Hopefully I’ll die before you kill me Similar to living life so costly My failures tower over my enemies Tell the poor I am only average so don’t fancy me My impatience is a essence of non relevance Driven by whispers and quiet chants For I feel the times are lingering soon All sinners to this platoon Our mission to be cast No further than shadows on the moon Yet we’ll never learn haunted by every turn Ignore these blessing just to keeps stressing The moment ceases to please us, lets examine this flaw As I snort pieces of Jesus through this broken straw