Life Is What You Make It (Not Done)
Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 1:41 pm
When you feel like your burning, you just look up to the sky.
Because when it hurts the most, you just wanna cry.
At a point the angry is too much, you just want to die.
Or go do something dumb, maybe a drive by.
But when that’s all set in done, the only thing you gonna be saying is goodbye.
To your family, the ones who stuck by your side the most, now no reply’s.
Now you disappointed them, now they can’t call you there son.
They ask you the same question all the time.
“What were you thinking having your hand on a gun?”
Shame on you, you ruined your life you never get to see nothing besides that light.
The Devil is in you now son, you’re not getting out this fight.
Because when it hurts the most, you just wanna cry.
At a point the angry is too much, you just want to die.
Or go do something dumb, maybe a drive by.
But when that’s all set in done, the only thing you gonna be saying is goodbye.
To your family, the ones who stuck by your side the most, now no reply’s.
Now you disappointed them, now they can’t call you there son.
They ask you the same question all the time.
“What were you thinking having your hand on a gun?”
Shame on you, you ruined your life you never get to see nothing besides that light.
The Devil is in you now son, you’re not getting out this fight.
