Twenty Twenty Envisioned
20-20 vision is not strong enough to foresee
The inevitable fate that will soon end my realty
But one thing I do know for certain i will soon close the curtain
20 years of tormented voice preventing me to make any choice
20 years will soon come to end i kllnow it hurts to say good bye friend
I thank you for the memory of torturing words, If i give myself a choice i pick water over shells
The water feels better then the shells to walk on the feeling it gotten worse for far too long
20 months shorted to just a few it will end in 0 to 2 put the numbers backwards and and a pair
So you shall know know when I'll no longer be there
Roughly 13 more to go and very soon i rest my soul
Judge me not, it makes me not weak, the pain just builds for fear to speak
Think of me from 0 to 2 my very final happy memory will be just of you
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