Twice Is What I Say

Dark days breaks the sweat.

My mind cracks the shell.

The one loaded inside the gun to my hand.

Edit I want to do to my brain.

The yoke is messed with a cain of coke.

Just to relief my pain.

Do you think I am insane.

I will kill you first.

I will haTe to see me die first.

Twice, on one day.

Twice is what I pray.

Twice is what I say.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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