Fate

Then die x7

Rubbing the doorway of your spirit I diminish the
Commitment of remaining celibate and I know that
I don't deserve this nor do you but the feeling just
Pleasures my mind got me acting so Demoniac

But what if I don't wanna act mature since I'm just a young
Boy who strives to roam the world while drinking on dirty rum
I ride this boat of life with just a few marrows
We'll never stop , call us crazy the way we jack these sparrows
Into abyss the river Styx
Can possibly fill the bliss
Of ignorance for we're just kids and
This righteous path is narrow
A simple kiss through the lips
Can make me feel like a pharaoh
But what is this that you mention?
That I'm just a fellow?

I mean what do I have to offer other than my own world?
bouquet of flowers , chocolate kisses will make your stomach twirl?
I mean I'm a rookie to this game reason why I make fouls
Or touchdown to fast or serve the pass in hopes for better trials
I tend to make shots of hope but I no longer have free throws
But once I throw that quarterback , that ass will arch and will free throw

I travel many courts and fields to discover you and I
Tackling love for lust these two things are often hard to hide
But here we are gathered together in the sanctuary
Of my soul that often folds as it is weak and dreary

As its exposed to the hell that we tend to live in
Undergoing constant hail of tears as it is brutally driven
To do what's right but moves through spite fiddling with the clay
Of his future molding it in an ocky form of array
But as you play with faith , your soul and body will slowly stray
To separation the congregation can cause judgment clear as day
or maybe water

This was inevitable for he had no father
To navigate his boiling blood that steadily grew darker
So now he hangs with crips and bloods and pimps and thugs so that he can go much more farther
Into the veins filled with cement and yellow dotted lines
But he never really realized the reason for stop signs
Running towards the cliff of statistics as he recklessly runs amok
Guess this is where it leads you : the fate of not giving a

The fate of not giving it up
The fate of not giving it all
The fate they not giving it all
To the most high then you die

Then die x3