Straight shit going down

maybe i find
maybe i get there
don’t matter the trail
we meet the death
left that shit behind
no more lies
no more truth
getting close the day i die
ending my time
rushing for the bottom line
in night that the stars was shy
and you’re feeling good
regreting the choose
what makes the feeling blue
never scaping the loop
jumping clue to clue
strangers in my room
they have the boom
need it to warm the mood
freezing the pain
ten minutes ago
have to hit again
needles closing my veins
life taking me down
memories drown
want to shout
let off the bound
material rope imaterial outcome
fill the box with the empty vessel
overwrestle forces push the beast goal
no remorse sorry mom
ironic shit they cry over the corpse
staring to who was gone
when the time alone didn’t blows
no action just waiting the day of hope coming