Get Down

I wish I could remember the day I lost it

Flip through the pages I've written when I'm unconcious

I black out and I don't really understand it

But everythings relative everythings relative right now

I feel my life is a physical writing block

Repeating over the past but fighting against the clock

And it hurts me

Deep down inside though it urks me

And you could settle for poetical sounded purpose is gone

And I don't really say goodbyes much

Wasn't worth the wait but this plague is mine

Yup, so if my writing is encrypited across the airways

Boogie down break neck style emotion airraites the passion

Single emission to see the facit

Mingle with dead and inflict it with this disaster like welcome

I don't know what it means but it helps me

Another dyin dream in the land of living wealthy, to pray on

Conflicted to the grey spots

Life is painted full palette pictures with the gifting, is my pain caused

Believe it though, even in it's meaningless

I tread the water dreamfully exceeding what's eating me

I get down

I get down, it's like this, down like how

Man I black out the pressure

I fade out the sound

I get down, it's like this, down like how

How down cut your wrists down pump your fists down

I get down, it's like this, down like how

Man I black out the pressure

I fade out the sound

I get down and it's like this

Mourn into it

Another grey day reject

Another tombstone in the graveyard of respect

The of my life and fuse with religion

Got all my shout outs to yeah like clay pigeons

And it isn't what you envision

Would you admit if a single (intimate?) smidgeon if ever given a damn

So what's my life huh another breath taken

Water under the bridge a fool for the makin, it must be

I mean love don't trust me

Fight for it's feelin while I die in it's company

I get down and it's impossible to get up

A heart full of bricks with a mouth full of hiccups

With more dust to kick up then ambition itself

Handcuffed to the furnace of my own vision of hell

I seem dossile yeah born into the wrong child

Fight against the smiles and frowns people

I get down

I get down, it's like this, down like how

Man I black out the pressure

I fade out the sound

I get down, it's like this, down like how

How down cut your wrists down pump your fists down

I get down, it's like this, down like how

Man I black out the pressure

I fade out the sound

I get down and it's like this

Let the weight I been to black

It would never be forgot

I can't stop it I won't let this blow away