no work in progress *

I got no work in progress coming from dimensions end
Never knew I go downhill and my life will bend
All my last words through a text fall down never send
Sold a couple souls injection from the den (Uh!)
One piece gone seen from the high view
They don’t really care bout faith they ignored fuse
The cells don’t control we are, they are very loosed
I can’t determine where my mind go forget loop
No more cycles from a broken world that we live in
They care about the rounds that we take for a limit
I do too anytime I mess up I dismiss
No things can change while the earth takes a list
Damn i’m so negative you should take some strong chill pills
But I got some memories that kept me from the kills
Slice chops things no matter how weak or strong we will
There is no way to prevent it or make it stand still
This ain’t no up to date taking breaks with so much hate
We’re all targeted no matter what print or what race
No work in progress for some things to go away
Whole lotta rights i’m so pissed for this base less
Blood on the hands like dead finger painting
All of us got threats with reverse cards laying
Why would they hurt us we feel like fading
Now they want the pain that they was waiting
Why they wanna blame?
Change for the damn brains
Wake up wake up
I guess they want rain
I got no work in progress coming from dimensions end
Never knew I go downhill and my life will bend
This is the stuff that we die for
Collapse with the pool floor
Taken from a metal toy that never want to see or
Stick looking substance feel the burn like pearl harbor
Someone with a fetish looking this is worse than vore
I wish I didn’t get attacked by skate boys or else I can pop noise
Thinking that i’m Eric Harris on steroids
Nothings better being a little loser
We’re not safe even we commit on those Ubers
Wish a happy life to y’all wish you feel a little better
Even go up there or down, no birds giving feathers
Where’s the respect, they’re all taken by guns
We gotta change we have no choice but go run
Keep your hands together for the ones who messed up
And then we turn to bones, lost in the rust
I don’t like it here, leave it here trust
No work in progress, we have to shut
Somewhere in another dimension, i’m probably the bad guy. Who has an bullet in
a head or maggots crawling in my skin in a poor casket with no cross
I have no legacy
Help me!
Never mind, I’m the bad guy already
Help me!
Help me!
Help me!