Were together, apart, so fucking alone.
Why bring this pain that is so much to condone?
Torn apart, betrayed, stabbed in the back.
Im a wolf who has strayed too far from his pack..
So much has changed, its so unreal.
You couldnt begin to imagine all the pain I feel.
Stripped of my best friend, Id have given my life,
I guess she did, too, cause the blood still drips off her suicide knife.
I could have handled it, could have pulled through,
But seriously, what the fuck am I supposed to do?
Just watch, a good witness, fuck you judge!
Of course Im holding just a small grudge.
Because our city falls under the acid pollution,
And for the hate crimes: theres still no solution.
Im sorry son, youre going to juvi, fuck you, too.
I shouldve known better than to listen to you!
The police on my back, 24-7
Id rather die and burn in hell than live in surreal heaven.
Fuck the police, its anarchys rules,
Because the entire government was played for fools.
They think theyre high and mighty, officials of government.
So they lock me up again, fuck you, Im loving it!
They call it justice because they put me in the pen,
But right from the beginning, Id do it all over again.
They thought I would crumble when the inmate said sup
They thought they could teach me by locking me up.
Get my acts straight through rehabilitation,
What the fuck happened to the youth of our nation?
They thought my life was designed to be confined,
Well aint all this shit just sublime?
Fuck that, Ill live free from behind my cell,
Its bitterly sweet for me while their intentions are hell.
But theres a small faction they easily overlooked,
I spread a few sentences and get some followers hooked.
My words spread like a Gospel, a faction of hate,
Theyll drown in their ignorance cause Im labeled inebriate
Now the whole worlds against me, nowhere to turn.
Im lost in a maze where all angels burn.
They think because Im in trouble with the government, Ill stand morrow.
But I really have no problem with doubling my sentence tomorrow.
Swing on me, just once, and theyll all see:
My wrath is a fury, theres no other like me.
And Ill walk through both ends of heaven and hell,
Then come back for my friends with so many fucking stories to tell.
So if I sacrifice this, me, give them my word,
Why am I alone? The last of my herd?
Its fucked up aint it? But thats how it is and will be,
Because the all-powerful government has forsaken me.
Traitor my theme, Criminal my label,
If this is freedom, then watch the flag burn on the table.
No longer am I gullible, Ill never again shed my tears.
The epitome of evil has also stripped me of my fears.
Now I know the truth; its all a lie:
The government, like all else, is waiting for me to die.
Waiting till its over so they sign a release,
Apologize with no feeling because my life has ceased.
People crying cause my life was lived through hate,
My life sentence pardon came two minutes too late.
Theyre watching, waiting till I cant be a menace again,
Well fuck that, fuck you, fuck this, and fuck them.
You dont have to tell me, I know Im nothing; never was,
I just do stupid shit while you watch like everyone else does.
Know this now: I do not fear death,
Dont give a fuck if I expel my final breath.
I knew from schools expulsion, I knew from the start,
That ever so slowly, wed all be torn apart.
But know I died defending your honor,
Because I caught the bullet knowing I was already a goner.
Does it matter to anyone that they said you were next?
I cant describe what I feel within this pathetic text.
I cant blame all my problems on my father,
He did the best he could for me, so why bother?
As I sit here, following his word, my cellmate sings his song.
Apparently, giving a fuck was hopelessly wrong.
If its right, its something I cant seem to do,
Well fuck that, fuck them, and fuck you, too.
Im sorry if I keep getting a little carried away,
Talking about things that eat at me every single day.
You wanted to say I love you on another day,
Who couldve knew shit would play through this way?
Cant say it now, Im gone, its too late,
Youre the next victim of vindictive fate.
All of this is so damn hard to believe,
A fate so cruel it is ill to conceive.
The past is gone, departed; so unreal.
But nothing can change the way that I feel.
Maybe Im alone; my own kind; a new brood.
But Ive got no conviction to my own flesh and blood.
well fuck that, and fuck all, and fuck him, and fuck you
for not having the strength in your heart to pull through.
Ive had doubts, I have failed, Ive fucked up, Ive had plans,
doesnt mean I should take my life with my own hands.
Stacy, open your eyes and youd see that neither should you,
its a helpless feeling to know theres nothing you can do.
But this governments sin lies in low morals and greed.
Its stripped me of my ability to give anyone what they need.
In that life, with my friends, I could never get ahead.
Now anarchy is taking reign because our freedom is dead.
How the FUCK can I say these things when they say Im a fucking child?
Adolescent, juvenile, bullshit! Because my charges compiled.
Who the fuck is anyone to say I cant protect the innocent?
They mistake themselves for god, the synonym is government.
Now all I want is to force down their reign,
Anarchy became through fire and pain.
Fifty stripes for fifty strikes,
Fifty bullets through fifty fuckin spikes.
Damn, only thirteen stripes, still enough to wreck hell,
And we all thought freedom when we heard the Liberty Bell.
Through the wars, the crimes, we saw our fifty stars.
And new cuts continually cover the old scars.
Americans died in vain, in pain, they fought for you.
They fought under the colors of our red, white, and blue.
Dont forget the orange and yellow from the fire.
Vets would be disgusted at our countrys sole desires.
I feel compelled to do it, its almost a must.
From ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Our eagle, our power, could once be seen flying.
Now it lies on the brethren desert floor dying.
Anything that our country has ever stood for,
Was quietly silenced, and pushed out the door.
Government is one things youll never hear a girl say is cute
Because it still deviates from the absolute.
This country blows, and I know others are worse.
It seems everywhere I go Ive been cursed.
The twin towers made America a tragedy, disaster.
Still cant pray in school, never will thereafter.
I loved my friends, I have died for them,
Id stand for them, shoot for them, forever fight for them.
Id die for my friends, Ill lose it for me
Fuck you, fuck him, fuck all the powers that be.
Scot, I did it once, Id be there again,
Whether its one, ten, or fifty three men.
We dont talk so much anymore,
Did our last convo end when you called her a whore?
I love her, fuck it, Id die for you, too.
Go to jail once again cause it ended in school.
Travis, Ive always been there,
Ive always had your back through this, that, and anywhere.
But aint it weird how our crew came to be?
Because my soul really is a lost casualty.
Stephanie, why did we ever stop calling?
I needed you the most, my spirit was falling.
Just like the government, who sits back and denied,
Somewhere along the way, I fell down and died.
Chantelle, lets not even get started here.
Dont know what went wrong, was it the fear?
Then again, nothing ever went right,
Ida still been by your side, but it ended in a fight.
So now we sit in a mutual silence.
Dont speak a word, were in a cold compliance.
DJ, just dont know where the fuck you went.
Never call, email, I wouldnt know if youre sold or spent.
Are you dead? Are you alive?
I wouldnt know; we havent talked in months exceeding five.
One by one, you were all torn away,
Coming to live back in another day.
All because of a ruling, the slam of a gavel,
It dont matter that I hit the floor, had my face smeared in gravel.
Hell no, they really never gave a shit,
Just lock me away without throwing a fit.
It never mattered if I was right or wrong,
Because this whole fucking school makes my road so long.
Before the .45 was drawn and blown,
I just want the world to have all this known:
Ive shed my loneliness, Ive shed my tears.
I love you all for this many years.
I tried, I cried, I lied, I pried.
Nothing fucking mattered when I fell down and died.
.45 Colt just to end my life,
Hurled away in an ambulance, still holding the knife.
It didnt fucking matter when I died for you,
Id have done it for all of you, and who wouldve knew?
Does it matter Ill never again see the one soul I love?
Does it matter if I burn in hell, or watch you from above?
Would it matter if my heart and soul turned to ice?
Or would it matter if I was ashen white in paradise?
Can any of us really change our destiny?
All I ever fucking wanted was to be free.
All of you slowly tore yourselves apart,
But held a close bondage from within my heart.
But youre all here now, roses in a basket,
Watching my lifeless body as it lies in my casket.
Nobody ever wouldve tried to save me,
Im a criminal, subliminal to the ultimate gan-grene.
It didnt matter that I died for you while I was all alone,
Never again gonna see my fucking home.
Its so fuckin sad that it takes this for us to unite,
Ill never see my family after my funeral night.
Is the means truly justified by the ends?
Fuck it, I once called you ALL my friends.
Didnt matter once my soul was torn,
Belated forever, its so damn forlorn.
What is one last thing I can say?
What words to give you on my dying day?
Take each second and keep it. Freeze it and hold it.
Consider each of these minutes golden.
The only thing that ever pushed me on,
And know that I love you even though Im gone.
And I know in my life, Id made my mistakes.
Took one too many chances, ran outta breaks.
Another lie, a joke, prank taken too far,
All of these left their own little scar.
But from Alpha to Omega, beginning to end,
I guess I only failed in trying to be a true friend.
And if you read this and it brings tears to your eyes,
Just know sooner or later, everybody dies.
I just died to you in a different way,
Nothing I can ever do or fucking say.
Dont cry for me, I dont deserve it.
Because if you ever screamed for me, I still havent heard it.
I wasnt there when you needed me the most.
Ive got nothing in this life to brag for or boast.
My one greatest honor was calling myself your friend.
A dream of laughing, crying, holding on till the end.
A dream that held true until it finally shattered.
Because after repeated loss, its received a beating and battered.
I miss you guys every single day and night.
To hold back my tears is a futilely waged fight.