I got a want to need need need.
And so I hunt with speed indeed.
For there is no route that I won’t walk.
Remember that before you decide to talk,
About your heresy lined deep desire.
Or you might end up on a funeral pyre.
Get out, get down, your it.
Sick of this selfish stupid shit.
Step out, step down, get lost.
You can’t bare incoming cost.
Milk remorse until I snap.
Throw all your crap right back.
For too many times you’ve spread lies.
Now negativity circles you like flies.
Reap what you sow, so its all on you.
Never escape this split in uneven two.
Get out, get down, your it.
Sick of this selfish stupid shit.
Step out, step down, get lost.
You can’t bare incoming cost.
With a wall filled with weapons you still cannot see.
Born from madness is travesty times three.
As was the way when the sky did fall.
Beg, steal and borrow as if you’re on call.
Hunter with no name for you sold out your friends.
Much like I decided to skip to the end.
Not cause my patience is wearing thin.
I just wanted to see how my life will be ending.
Get out, get down, your it.
Sick of this selfish stupid shit.
Step out, step down, get lost.
You can’t bare incoming cost.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 