Kamikaze Agenda
1st Verse = Es.Choir
2nd Verse = Xtreme Malice
Thoughts running through my mind, i'm simply running out of time.
I have a simple choice to make, the question at hand, to live or die?
I would lay my life down, in honor, as a civil service to my country.
Question is, is it worth it, am I living for naught, or dying for something.
I could be the luckiest man alive, but the least thought of after death.
Maybe I shouldn't think too hard right now.....................................
...........*stands up, stretches, gets in a car and takes a deep breath.*
This is why they trained me, I always knew this day would soon come.
Where I must say goodbye to my life, my wife, daughter and both sons.
Look what I've become, I'm a mess, I'd hate for any of them to see me.
But even worse than that, to follow my footsteps, to imitate or be me..
Although my decision is made, they've paved the way, my path to follow.
This isn't so easy to bite down, chew up, spit out or force myself swallow.
My emotions? nothing to talk about, they've been out of control on end.
Tell me yours wouldn't be, if you'd known that death was around the bend.
So this message I send, to family friends, and whoever else might listen.
*looks down at the camera, and sees the battery low*........................
.............G.uess I'd better hurry it up, almost the end of the transmission.
I love you, and for what it's worth I'm sorry, that I couldn't see you grow.
I believe what I'm doing is for the best, for your future, just so you'd know.
Ha, well this is it, looks like it's time for me to go....................................
...*drops the camera, in time to hear a car, ram a building and then explode*
Decisions were brought, attention, such conspiciuos thoughts
Throughout slight conversations, felt imprisonment sparked
contigious when fought, tormented when provisions saught
Mind driven and lost, incisions were invisioned in dark
Replenish the lost, refused, no longer holding her fluids
she openly ruined, given a choice and chose to pursue it
Emotionally wounded, she spoke and drifted, focus on movements
But was crazy to join a gang another nut to get screwed in
Now must suffer the consequence, though its tougher to non-exist
Stubborn at prime expense, but more dumber to hide suspense
Studder'n bout the diffs, not wonder'n bout the ifs
She's fluttering out a gift, being mutter'd around da shifts
Shit, fuck it, its not a risk, asprins taken with alcohol
Drugs laced in it, methatane, should've faced it with tylenol
Hush, opium. heroin, figures she's worried not at all
Til she's buried to N' doubt, throws fits flurries N' of da wall
Twitch hurry N' out she'll pause, force applied from the pressure
No supplies for the measure, sea in the eyes of confessers
She's confined with da lessers, seek suicide for Vanessa
No affording abortions, til what she found in the dresser
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