New Chains, Same Shackles

Must one person's triumph be another's humiliation? Of course! Aye, another day waiting for death Every day that I waste is my list of regrets So I tell myself, "It’s okay, day after next We’ll make all these arrangements to change You can better yourself” I know I’m wasting my breath as I inhale I know I’m escaping my death as I inhale, ah I can’t recall why I’m suffocating My lungs are failing Step into the mind of a cut-throat Empty streets, cold weather, all alone Blackness, grey air, just snow Feelings low, being followed by crows Call list overflowed with hot lines Drug help, mental, suicide Feel tired, feel dried and you wanna die Pride fried, closed eyes and you start to cry Swear I spent a lifetime trying to get it right Still isolated, still out of sight Keep my dreads swinging like they in a fight I just wanna kill everyone in sight Take the money, take the bitches, take the drugs, take the gold Baby, let me decompose Never names said, more shade spit I'ma see you one day, that’s a promise --- New Chains, Same Shackles - $uicideboy$