Get Down

Grieves

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    I wish that I could remember the day I lost it
    Flip through the pages I've written when I'm unconscious
    I black out and I really don't understand it
    But everything's relative
    Everything's relative right now I feel my life is a physical writing block
    Repeating over the past While fighting against the clock
    And it hurts me
    Deep down inside, yo it urks me
    Any incentive of a poetical scent of purpose is gone
    And I don't really say goodbye's much
    Wasn't worth the wait
    But this is plague is mine (yup)
    So if I write it, in script it across the airwaves
    Boogie down, break neck style
    Emotion narrates the passion
    Single admission to see the facet
    Mingle within it and inflict it within this disaster?
    Like welcome I don't know what it means but it helps me
    Another dying dream in the land of living wealthy
    To pray on Constricted to the grey spots
    Life is painted in four palette pictures
    With the emptiness my pain caused
    Believe it though
    Even in it's meaningless I tread the water dream fully
    Exceeding in what's eating me I get down

    I get down (and its like this)
    Down like how?
    Man, I black out the pressure
    Fade out the sounds
    I get down (its like this)
    Down like how?
    How down cut you're wrists down
    Pump you're fists up I get down (and its like this)
    Down like how?
    Man, I black out the pressure
    Fade out the sounds
    I get down
    And its like this

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    Born into it,
    Another grade-A reject
    Another tombstone in the grave out of respect
    The descent in my life infused with religion
    Got all my friends shot out the air like clay pigeons
    And it isn't
    What you envisioned when you admitted
    The single emit smidgen of ever giving a damn
    So what's my life?
    Another breathe taken
    Water under the bridge
    A fool for the making It must be I mean, love don't trust me
    Fight for its feeling
    While I die in its 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 docile
    Yea, born into the wrong child
    Fight against the smiles and frowns
    People I get down

    I get down (and its like this)
    Down like how?
    Man, I black out the pressure
    Fade out the sounds
    I get down (its like this)
    Down like how?
    How down cut you're wrists down
    Pump you're fists up I get down (and its like this)
    Down like how?
    Man, I black out the pressure
    Fade out the sounds
    I get down
    And its like this

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