Old Friend, Indeed

You thought I was dead, and sometimes I might be
But all of the world is nothing you see
Burned at the stake like a modern day witch
Resentful and angry son of a bitch

How can I be the man that you need?
When I don't even know what I want to be?
Still making choices I've come to expect
My life is in shambles, my brain is a wreck

The planet is cruel, I'm still getting old
Time's running out, I'm losing control

Stuck in a prison with unhappy walls
Drowning beneath my guilt waterfalls
Hopeless, so hopeless, no room to be free
Without all the pain that you'd get from me

Paddle against the current ahead
One little slip and we'd both become dead
I'd give you my air, you wouldn't accept
You'd want me to live with your dying last breath

The planet is cruel, I'm still getting old
Time's running out, I'm losing control

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Cyber Punks

No more warmth because I'm here with the cold front

No love for the ones with the old stuff

I've been baking for a little bit of action

But it's hard to get myself a little traction

So I'm blessed with the curse that always seems to dig me deeper

I sold my soul to a girl that made me think I was a creeper

Sometimes I like to follow without ever being seen

Isn't that the point of this computer machine?

It's like a sci-fi movie from 1995

Maybe lack of inhibition is where my thoughts derived

From the cradle to the grave, a Christian life they can't be saved

Some sort of Anton LeVay

Who's always hiding from the media

Not another kid obsessed with V for Vendetta

I've never even heard a single song from David Guetta

But back in school all the Mexicans would call me a weda

So I'd spend my days, head in an encyclopedia

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Back with a Vengeance

Well here I am and I'm back with a vengeance

They may as well given me a death sentence

It always seems that everything is always after me

But I am here with a little bit of sympathy

It's just another kind of future Homer's Odyssey

We take the needle, draw some ink into some filagree

The pieces tore up like a broken piece of history

And if you're angry you can always put your fist to me

We're always breaking mirrors to give us seven years of pain

But in this world it's the girls that make us feel insane

Then we still we seek them like a hunter on an endless prowl

Like a defender of the innocent wearing a cowl

This ain't no comic but a real slice of modern life

There ain't no coming back from a path of endless strife

But it's the horrid days that make me glad to be alive

I've seen the darkness and I've come out on the other side

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Preach

There are demons at the door
And I think they're here for you
Everything you've ever feared
When lies become the truth
Hopeful that the son of God
Was punished for your sins
Now you meet your maker
Then life will begin again

This is how reincarnation
Is an endless cycle
But its your choice how you choose
To be Lucifer or Michael
An angel or a devil
Will determine what is next
If you live a life that's pure
Then you avoid a hex

Of complicated problems
That cause suffering and pain
You're a loner with no love
No shelter from the rain
A burden on society
From your own selfish acts
And when you're gone no one will care
Sorry but that's a fact

So listen to these words I preach
And use them how you will
I'm not you conscience or your brain
Your heart I cannot fill
These are tools that I have learned
I share them by my choice
Now use my words and augment them
We want to hear your voice

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Pain (Both Physical and Mental)

You left me hurting like I need another pill
But when I'm sober my bones always feel a chill
Oxycodone seems to barely kill the pain
But if I have too much, I lose track of my brain
And diet soda always seems to rot my teeth
They're falling out, revealing gum disease beneath
The ones that I still have are starting to turn grey
My jaw locks up on any given winter day

This is price you pay for not taking care
I should've saved my cash, now I'm losing my hair
Kidneys barely work, and liver always throbs
So pissed off at my lungs for not doing their job
When you get older, everything shuts down
If I was king of decay then they'd award me a crown
When you're American, this is what's normal
All the world laughs at us for being informal

But why complain, when I live in luxury?
Unlike the population begging on the streets
When I was young you had to earn what you were given
Now just for standing there they want a gold ribbon
Crime seems to be on the rise, but I still feel good
I never made the choice to stay in the hood
I'm just a product of whatever I sought out
I'm a product of risk and reward, not endless fear and doubt

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Plenty

Your tattoos are shoddy
The ink starts to run
A taste of quicksilver
Burned out from the sun
Loss of all pheromones
And blood on the street
Losing your sanity
Faith feels so bleak

Never before the asphalt was stained
Except when the rosebushes gave you a prick
Hell freezes over with seconds to burn
Then all your ideas now start to click
So many colors blur right past your eyes
Suddenly longing for more black and white
Future's uncertain while questions remain
But hey, you should be happy you still have your sight

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An Angel's Reply (Unfinished)

Tell me what can I do?
I'm looking for the truth in your love
I've been sent here by God
To watch over you from above
I gave up my wings, to be by your side
'Cause there's no heaven without your bright light
This is an angel's reply
I wont let you die all alone

And his love was ancient
And her love was free
Their endless devotion
Will last for eternity

And he would move mountains
And she would climb trees
May their love last forever
Forever in eternity

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