this may be the best ive writtin so gimme some good feed PLEASE
tried to touch the stars... i fell burned and bruised
battered and used to battefield below i was accused
the crime was comprehended as a criminal offense
i pleaded to the prosecuter to pass the tense
please proceed and stop speakin of past events
my last offense, rape, i now practice absenensce
no sexual ho's, just confessional flows
let me go.. i cant run because mexicos closed
the jury judged my case with a jagged face
reviewin my case so rapid its like a rabbit race
judge reappeared to re-establish order in the court
i sit in my seat quietly as the judge reads the report
fast foward to the fences forty feet high from the ground
examine every exit as convicts escape only to be found
so i plan my perfect plot on my path out of prison
see a view of violence disapearing out of my vision
all the sudden i see satan and im sufferin burns
i reached for the stars sorta slipped up nd learned
that the heavens are a hope never meant to hold
i sold my soul to satan so now my body is cold
the burns become a blizzard as my body freezes
blood ran red now runs blue as the skies breezes
i awake in aww at the site of an assailant above me
i see the shank in his grasp as i laugh and say... "oh isnt this lovely"
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