I'M DVVMED
I AM DOOMED, I AM DOOMED, THERE'S NOWHERE TO RUN, AN' THERE IS NO WAY OUT, HE JUST MADE ME STUNNED, AND THEN GAVE ME A CHOICE, LIFE WITHOUT GUNS, INSTEAD OF ROTTING THE BACK IS GETTING CLOSER TO THE WALL, MY HEART IS BLEEDING, WHO WILL SEW THAT HOLE? I'M SHAKING LIKE A JUNKIE, MY SKIN WENT COLD, THE BRAIN IS SHUT OFF BY SHOCK, MY BREATH IS OFF, I HAVE NO REASON TO RUN, I START TO COUGH, VISION IS BLURRED, PROLLY DEATH'S THE CURE, RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOOR... Hope for a pardon WAS A MISTAKE, I'll always suffer and WILL HAVE HEADACHES, I won't be forgiven for all the actions I HAVE TAKEN, The path to death is narrowing WITH EVERY SINGLE SECOND I AM DOOMED, I AM DOOMED, THERE'S NOWHERE TO RUN, AN' THERE IS NO WAY OUT, HE JUST MADE ME STUNNED, AND THEN GAVE ME A CHOICE, LIFE WITHOUT GUNS, INSTEAD OF ROTTING I was doomed from the start of my miserable life, The first thing that started to turn black was the heart, I had to pull my mind out of the sky, And face reality, even though it made me cry, I just couldn't escape punishment, For all the sins that I've ever done, Running away from death was foolish, yeah, Who was I going to leave as a fool? As a result, only myself I AM DOOMED, I AM DOOMED, THERE'S NOWHERE TO RUN, AN' THERE IS NO WAY OUT, HE JUST MADE ME STUNNED, AND THEN GAVE ME A CHOICE, LIFE WITHOUT GUNS, INSTEAD OF ROTTING It seems that justice came for me... Came to punish me for all my sins...
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