The Noose

Album: Welcome to Strangeland (2011)
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  • I've tried writing this letter now several times before
    When the party is over and the liquor is no more
    I'll tell you now that living now has become somewhat a chore
    And following their rules is such a god forsaken bore
    Now I say 'God' because I'm programmed, but I believe in none
    I see no interventions, and I see no holy sons
    And if I'm wrong, then strike me down and break these breathing lungs
    Just take the words and reverse 'em back upon my evil tongue
    I've seen children harm each other like it's second nature, some
    Just want to watch the world burn and bang upon the drums
    And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on
    Cause chaos has a melody and death is like a song

    I sing, sing out to the rafters, I sing
    Close this little chapter and I think
    This life is a disaster and it stings
    I'm trying to find a way to just sing
    Sing out to the rafters, I sing
    Close this little chapter and I think
    This life is a disaster and it stings
    You see I'm trying to find a way out

    [Chorus: x2]
    What a world, what a world
    I'm hanging up the noose now
    Waiting for the end

    I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendleton
    And the cause of the missing limbs it mean that it's no love like Wimbledon
    When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen
    I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch
    No way of rekindling
    When it's now gone, unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan
    The war, if you in it, damn, they have no remorse at any minute, Bam!
    That's fucked off, while we chillin' on tour on the bus getting sucked off
    No, our families grieving cause war is receding
    Their peeps have been crying their butts off
    That's why I give so much when I flow bust, why we got it so good?
    Cause it's so rough, for the young soldiers who
    Do exactly what they're told to do, damn...
    Through exactly what they told to do
    Defend the country and uphold the crew
    But give my one and only soul for you?
    That's a hell of a job description, I don't know if my God's with this one
    But I guess it's the laws of sick men
    Send out young'ns and they fall the victim
    Of an evil clan's plan, that's why I be saying, "Dwamn"
    Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is in another man's hands

    [Chorus: x2]

    When I see how my loved ones have left
    I wonder how long I would fight?
    I wonder if I would give in or let the reaper lead me into night?
    See I got too much pride left like my grandmother died too earlier
    Reaching for moments more but the cancer in her lungs took her from me
    We drift, naturally, like two ships in the roughest of seas
    That's why this moment is precious, yet I'm too distant to feel it complete
    See these days I feel so disconnected, it gets harder to drop to my knees
    I guess that's a side-effect of living in Generation X-Y-Z
    Obsessed with pain and greed, man I wish we were kids again
    Things were simple then
    90's incidents got me losing friends to the hands of violent men
    Fast, faster than speeding bullets whizzing down alleyways
    I probably am waking up from this haze but only to realize the world hasn't changed
    Some of y'all not even fazed, y'all think it's the way we've been raised
    Fuck it, I'll stick him right back in his haze cause these could turn out to be my last todays
    With a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air, but I'm just too scared
    Choking from the pressure when I rock this chair
    Swing back and forth and tempt Death with a blank stare

    [Chorus: x2] Publisher: Songtrust Ave
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