I know, the day I close my eyes
Everyone will celebrate.
Only you'll stand near my grave
With your eyes wet.
So only you deserve the truth.
I know, I'm hard to trust.
Well, I did broke thousands of promises
And crushed your trust to dust.
I'm sick of being chained,
Tired of following the que.
But thousands of cuts are weeping red,
Begging me to just continue.
They say it's for my own good.
They say it with roses or Whips.
Sometimes they try to reason with me.
Sometimes they threat to sew my lips.
I want to shout my heart out.
This silence is crushing me.
But it feels like if I let out the words,
My throat will bleed, choking me.
An angel and a demon are bickering on my shoulders,
Telling me all different kind of ways.
But I'm too tired to listen to them.
I'm just hanging on for days.
Hell side is laughing at me.
Heaven is feeling pity,
Watching me suffer all alone,
Watching me weak and needy.
I'm six feet deep under dirt.
Something is eating my head.
It hurts but atleast it confirms
That I'm still not dead.
So I'm gonna dig my way up.
Because all the souls have to be woken.
I'm gonna say what I believe in.
Because those words have to be spoken.
I'll shout till the clouds clear,
Till it reaches the man up there.
I'll yell till the ground cracks,
Till the devil underground can hear.
So, when all of these are over,
Pass on my legacy, my friend.
Have this written on my tombstone,
"I may have made mistakes, But I've died a legend."
