Aint Nobody Iller Than Me
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Life is Through
IP:
Enclosed visions from a time long ago, never again to be in our presence
When in this state of mind life is slow, my thoughs are just supplements
Earth is only a trap we can't escape, without having to forfeit our soul
My heart resembles disease as a shape, i'm unable to take control
Words are the way of communication, but what happens when they fail us
That is when we reach our destination, there is nothing further to discuss
Everyone tries to hide their true colors, soon enough they'll be exposed
And when this prophecy does occur, everybody will surely be disposed
The hand of death reaches to take us home, this is what it has come to
King of sin stands before our eyes, a hotel we didn't want to check into
No longer given the freedom to roam, the gate's open to pass through
Never had the chance to say our goodbyes, our mortal life is past due
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