With this 9mm in my hand
I'm the man Insignificant in my praises I'm running of time But have said my grace yet Falling out if touch My brain may need to brace it Because to take your own life Makes you less of a man But how can I something I'm not Young black teen Looking for a way out Because everything is getting smaller Time is getting slower The gun is next to my temple & Im calling out for my father Tears are seeping down my face , mixing in with sweat With the way I feel now I probably look like a mess Tick Tock it hits 12 : 00 My mother is returning home to find my dead body But if I don't hurry up there won't be no dead bodiesI'm incoherently begging my mind to not allow myself to do it I finally pull the trigger &
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Cherish.With this 9mm in my hand I'm the man Insignificant in my praises I'm running of time But have said my grace yet Falling out if touch My brain may need to brace it Because to take your own life Makes you less of a man But how can I something I'm not Young black teen Looking for a way out Because everything is getting smaller Time is getting slower The gun is next to my temple & Im calling out for my father Tears are seeping down my face , mixing in with sweat With the way I feel now I probably look like a mess Tick Tock it hits 12 : 00 My mother is returning home to find my dead body But if I don't hurry up there won't be no dead bodiesI'm incoherently begging my mind to not allow myself to do it I finally pull the trigger & |