It's time to lie down and be plain
Dirtier than a dead lion's mane
Can't you see the life in thi picture frame?
I can see your shame
Indouftfully loved by fame
With nothing to gain
Why carry all this pain?
Don't you see all these stains?
All of my DNA strains
Riddled with the rains
Of a thousand sundries window panes
This black blood just runs through my veins
So I sit and I cry in the darkest of games:
L-I-F-E
