Geno -the life we choose.
 

A river of humanity is flooding the road
Lost in the alleyways, people puddle, alone
Theres a cold world, ready for the warmest of hearts
Best of regards..
Ive seen better men fall, and regret what they saw
The harsh realities of life, or the stink of disease
The choir sings to the beat, and the sting of defeat
Prick your finger and bleed
Realize that this isnt a dream
Its the life that you chose..
decisions that u live with, your means
They all come to an end
Everything is born to be dead
Only the good die young, what a fortunate trend
We press on, never knowing what tomoro could bring
Or who you could see..
In the graveyard, where you usually grieve
Rest in peace, live with stress
The blue pill or the red
If the good die young, im the killer, instead..

live with the stress* (?)

pretty cool though, i can hear it being spat

loved the come to an end/born to be dead rhyme

stay up!

I liked this for what it is.. simple but clear message.