CRASH COURSE!
Wham!
My confidence is down, as I'm vulnerable
Hitting the floor hard, bashing my knees,
Tears swell up, as I start to drown,
I slide down to Earth, and a bullet in my head.
DANGER DANGER!
The Fueling Gauge is running LOW!
WE'RE GOING TO CRASH!
Systems are FAILING,
Now Brace for IMPACT.
CRASH COURSE!
Smash!
Tasting the Dirt, mixed with my blood.
Sight Fading In, After seeing your face,
So ******** Believe it, Its Over in A Flash,
I slide down to Earth with a bullet in my head.
DANGER DANGER!
The Fueling Gauge is running LOW!
WE'RE GOING TO CRASH!
Systems are FAILING,
Now Brace for IMPACT.
CRASH COURSE!
Wow!
That's the End Of Me, I'm Tasting the lead,
I could have changed, but it doesn't matter.
Im Dead now Before all your eyes
As I Slide down into your Earth!
DANGER DANGER!
The Fueling Gauge GONE!
WE ALREADY CRASHED!
ALL SYSTEMS FAILED,
Now Brace for IMPACT!
(This was my actual Death/Sceamo Song.) sweatdrop heart
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No one seems to read them anymore.
Poems left and right but no where to go.
Either read them...
Or...well...I don't know.
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