Internal Sickness
I wake up every morning, tryin to mourn
Cuz from the inside out, my hearts bein torn
I feel like im being operated on, and there failing
My internal organs derailing, my heart flailing
I feel like bailing this life, leave my sickness behind
My organs entwined, from the shit that I find
im dying inside, the beat of my heart slowly fades
as im enraged in this, trying to persuade
my insides to agree, and work at this cure
im living my life, but what is it for?
Im tore, as I find my sickness isn’t the flu
I was brave for you, I tried to make it thru
But im still living, and for what fuckin reason
Stop my breathing, as my insides begin bleedin.
Internal injuries, that will never rest
Until I hit death, and I cant feel my own breath
I feel like less, as I contemplate my life
Whether to take it with a gun, or with a knife
Cuz the fire ignites, and im a burning soul
Don’t stop me now, cuz im on a roll
My heart gone cold, and my love turned to hate
Whens death gunna become me? Cuz I cant wait
Its too late, cuz im straight, and im done
The sickness inside me, has played til its won
That’s it son, guess that’s what it had to do
But damn…cuz the sickness inside me….
……………............….was my love for you
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