Nothing Left To Say

There I was unconscious on the floor This place I never knew departing from me I’m sure Awaiting the hand of god knowing I stand to fall I stared into the pitch black to no hand at all When your all alone and you think of home Places you may have been and who you’ve known This beauty they speak of I cannot see As I imagine as a child it’s make believe Good ideas hard to find, get one and stand in line Been judged and judged what’s one more time? Adoring suffocation through the pain of humiliation I would discover both sides of manipulation Family picked up and went away Some friends have left and some have stayed I’ve trusted one and been betrayed When you grow tired of lying on the ground and People walking on you If you get to your feet and struggle to stand People you know withdrawal their hand And you don’t know why I know why I know why.. I am just unable to feel or god fear Some people you may have met on this planet are not here Life taunts of violence death flaunts a silence If your soul is priceless it's cause no one wants to buy it If you relapse your quietly falling no one to catch you So the monkey on my back is still flinging shit at you Wipe it off lets move on we have so much to do So much to see, I have so much pain for you When your life is suckin you’ve got vices that are something To hold onto as you fall into nothing It’s like your drowning but too good to take a hand that pities While you cling to your addiction like a kid in swimmies Silly habit, drugs are for kids not adults it is Not free to live unless it’s under a bridge New york city can gauge it’s health with colors They said I was a danger to myself and others I have CC brothers, forgive my enemies WM will live on like the Kennedy’s, every amenity You lovin this un-American not to be gluttonies Should have a big chain to accentuate the ugliness My soul is stuck in this unaware of its appeal or purpose And manufactured for you to steal or purchase You leave behind what you get from money, oh well What’s the weather like kids? (It’s always sunny in Hell) I have one thing left to say, I’d like to share it with you If you don’t care is it too bad for me or too bad for you? I know it’s complicated, he suffered he tried to make it Now maggots just want to be compensated and live through Camu Live through Camu You picked at his flesh the day of his death astounding A WM on his arm and a circle around it I'd like to think what he left behind you could really use it Instead of saying his name just to move your shitty music The day I feel the need to stand in a bathroom And shovel cocaine into a human vacuum I’ll look you up, the day I need another hole in my face When you pass away people think that your checking your myspace Then your enemies give you public head quick So why not at my funeral just pull out my dead dick Thought to project see him at the gates they let him in I guess they needed you as much as we do yet again I looked to the sky and opened my eyes then the weathermen Symbol in the clouds just a memory of my friend He stuck his head in the future where they sing his art Where the wild card will be crowned the king of hearts If I had things left to say, why would I share it with you? How you suck the life from the dead is even too low for you The time you spent depleted, his soul has just left so beat it Go join the kids and eat it up and tell them how you knew Camu