Intrusive Thoughts - Poetry - Rap
You sit and you smoke while I sit and I choke
and if I had a rope with a noose you'd never know
slide it around my neck and jump and let go
Jokes on you because when I die, I'm going out broke
Broken hearted, broken headed I thought I could get it
But it all slipped away and now I can't forget it
Lost, I'm a loser what did I do here? Don't like me now? I'm only getting ruder
red premonition when I start the ignition success is like an impossible mission
Am I in last place of the human race or did I fall asleep in the kitchen?
A single jerk and I'll head into oncoming traffic on the way to work
and at the funeral you can all ask each other 'What did we learn?'
I'll burn, burn, burn in hell for my sins, dying to get it out when I died to get in
monstrous outsides monstrous insides I've been waiting for you and this time there's nowhere to hide
You think you're so clever but I'll bet you're surprised
when you find out that you're just a figment of my mind.
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