Sin Spitter

What’s twisted, what’s fucked?
It’s that this shit won’t let me be
I’ve tossed and turned and thought that I’ve learned
But this shit is set to repeat
My options are running thin
And the world’s got it’s gun to my head
Without failure there would be no success
There used to be an emotion in me that would leave me lifeless
And now I walk with the spineless
MOVE
So I grabbed a pen, started jotting this down
Read this and know
I’m gonna drown
I’ve begged for you to let me bea