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Eviction

Eviction known awaits
Body, mind, spirt, and soul
Believe in GOD

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Rumors

Rumors are known to cut like knives
Start fights and end lives
All becauce a hater despises
What they've seen through their beedy eyes
Foulness covered by flies
Unknown demise
A demons chest game played with real lives
He said, she said, with a little bit of what you've said
Leaves some one dead
All from words that got in to some body head
Rising situations like to much yeast in a small batch of bread
Scared of the out come so you flee in your mind
Revisit the drama another time
Things don't change
Words still inflecting pain like magic BING! BAM! BANG!
Another rumor rapes a name
Heated like hells flames
Jealousy indures creating a killer like the first murderer Kane
Names lay slain
Slandered by the foulist of mouths
Skeletons pulled from the closet to be placed in piles
Brains began to crowd
Smiles now frowns
Ups now downs
Like tears from a clown
Emotions burst out
People lash out against the innocent
Whom have nothing to do with it
The hater wins again

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God Giveth and Taketh

A old lady sits on her porch, stairing from her rocking chair
This has been here resting spot for the last tweenty or thirty years
Watching her world dramaticlly change
From loving familys and neighbors
To drug dealers, hoodlums, and colored rag carring gangs
First and last names are replaced by gang names
She cries on the many day that she was inflicted pain
She watched her children gunned down one by one
One took his own life with his own gun
Her husband was distroyed by war
His last days were spent in front of the liquor 
Killed by scorosis of the liver
He died drunk without driving
Her youngest daughter still surviving
Only because shes slowly dying
Never knew she had HIV because it was hiding
Now it's AIDS so now she fighting
The old lady misses how the world use to belive in a higher power
She never gave in to the influence
Given by Satains many demons
Who made a bed for her whole family on the cement
This is way younger people don't respact here achiement
Crowding her yard after night falls
Police won't even answer her call
Too busy protecting suburban malls 
Only answering cover story calls
To be projected as heros when really their zeros
After all that has broken her down she still has faith
If you asked her she will say that GOD giveth and GOD taketh away

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Twenty Bucks

Are you confused
Still chasing that first high
That you've been looking for since the first time
Before you wouldn't commit crime
Now you do it just to get bye
Awake with low eyes
Wishing you could just die
But not right now cause you've got to get high
Reconize you lost
Paid the cost for many
Living off pennies
GODS angel commited to sinning
Scorned from the begining
A merry-go-round that'll never stop spining
The snake never stoped deciving
A son deals to the mother
Who shares with the father
Who beats the brother
Who stabs the father
He's imprisoned for the rest of his life
Going to spend the rest of his days some man's wife
Wishing he never picked up that knife
The highs aren't changing
Still intoxicating
The first was amazing
Stop destroying and build up
You can lose your salvation over twenty bucks

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Religon

Time advanced
Faith still lyes in a man's gifted will and healing hands
Pressurized by macanical manicans
Vocies similar to mucical bands
Sinful humans blessed to live on cursed lands
Many followers of psyco cult clans
Beleving mass suicide opens heavens gates with a back stage pass
Brushing away the footsteps left in the sand
More follow religons imagined by man
Evolution carrys more fans
Wicked seeds are buried six feet deep on sacred lands
Fires out of control like oil and water in the same hot pan
Blood pouring from the son of the creaters hands
Age of the dammed
Demons dressed like rock bands
Collecting the souls of the dammed man

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Couch Sleeper

He eats
Never pays
He sleeps
Never pays
Life is good on his side of the boat
He speaks 
Pays no phone bill
He bathes 
Buys no soap
Smells good
Buys no colonge
Calls the place he lays his head home
Never thanks anyone for what he given
In his mind it's owed for being born
He leaves many people scorn
Relationships torn 
First to eat and last to clean
A bully
Future jailburg
NO ONE SHOULD GET A FREE RIDE!

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Combat Anger

One with a reason for their anger
Another whom is guilty
Humblness is replaced by immature excuses
Skeletons are pulled from the closet to even score
Apologies avoided
Honor is scored
Words strike like stray bullets
Sorry, seen as a omition of failure
Lashing continue
An apology never given
Fight forgotten until the next time
Theres no solution to anger drawn before apologies
This is called combat anger

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Kiss On the Face

Take me to the wovles and let them feed on my flesh
All I feel is darkness pain and stress
Demons taking over societys outcast
You say the time is comming I say it has past
Eyes wide open but blind to sight
Deaf to the crys that ring out a night
Cloned by forces unknown
This world is so cold theres no moving on
Got to stay strong but I have no streanth
Every on here seems so fake

I want death to come and kiss me on the face
I want death to come and take my place
I need death to come and kiss me on the face
I need death to come and take my place

Where will I go once darkness falls
What will I do when the demons call
Left to rot I can not scream
Waiting for others to fall like me
Standing alone I need company
Trapped by these wall that I could not see
No air I'm sofocating
I'm light headed and my bloods rushing
Gun in my hand I'm going to make it end
No reason for me to go on
One movement of my finger and I'll be gone

I want death to come and kiss me on the face
I want death to come and take my place
I need death to come and kiss me on the face
I need death to come and take my place


If listening to this song has caused you any discomfort, please dial 911, once 
again please dail 911, and the will arive shortly with you straight jacket.
Thank you for listening......

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Deaths Understanding

Brain crowded with stratigies to survive the next four seasons
Because death peers it's ugly face with out conscience of reasonable reason
Angel of death leaving it's waste on the cement
Puzzules to pieced together by confused policemen
Your best day can be your last day breathing
A good nights sleep can be your last time dreaming
Many die forgotten
Sent to rot with no meaning
Fill your belly good it may be your last time eatting
Lifes first promise is death
You slapped by the doctor and uncertainty comes next
No promise to have strong heartbeat in your chest
This cancerous flesh
This tumorous flesh
Children living with death as thier birth defects
Life is slow but when death is near in seconds it reflects
Only playing your best memories the rest like smoke up the chimmeny
Sentenced to death by GOD never the enemy
Killer just a game piece from the incurable infections
Deaths close calls are concitered valuble lessons
Given to us by earned blessing
The reaper takes a shot and keeps on steping
Let your guard down you may learn your last valuble lesson
Remember waking up is a true blessing
So stay awake or you'll be permently resting

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Halusinate

Save my soul from this demonic paradox
No cure for this evil
So don't bring your amoxicillins
No decription to the feeling
All carry no meaning
Lies and fables carry more reason for beliving
The pain is close to burning in fire and your blood steaming
Am I halusinating