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letra de lost souls - ill martian

it’s been 10 years since i’ve listened to a thing everyone over looks me as deranged only person i look up to remains on my chain but my heart seeks redemption with eyes full of rain go and bury me in the city that’s full of pain zero below 50 degrees holding onto faith til h-ll freezes picking up puzzle pieces looking for the perfect picture hoping to see it inked from my shoulders to my finger tips so that means that i’m never sleeveless the belly of the beast is the fetus believe this goones and goblins are the sequence heavenly father forgive me for sounding like i’m grieving but this world is to shallow so i am jumping off of the deep end just lost one of my brothers from a 45 suicide 2 months later my father dies and right beside 144 hours is where his father lyes so maybe that’s why i can relate to psalms 28 with the bible belt wrapped around my waist partic-p-te hostile situations conflicting contributions finding words of wisdom for a solution while my lungs are being polluted subst-tuted past trials and tribulations straight jacket crooked i’m just another patient running through the halls of a wasteland seeking for hope like a stray man everyday i keep praying living life to the fullest amen say when did it ever occur window pane existed in a schitzo frame i.m is my initials which gave ill martian the name broke the rear view mirror heading down a one way lane now all you hear is me saying 2 shoes 2 shoes man all i needed was 2 shoes and a finger to point me in a direction to go to f-ck yesterday cause that was past news half of these people asking me martian where did your mind go to no clue i guess i must of ate it all up for the last supper and you could call that mind food as i washed it all down with my spinal fluid i’ve been under the influence abusing f-ck the const-tution we are not the same or congruent each and every single one of us has a certain venom that we’re spewing you can love me or hate me but you can never decapitate me even though the heart has been torn i am blessed to write til my last breath cause music is all that i got left not interested in fame or change just trying to reach out to the ones that want to blow out there brain for being called a lame or cut a vein to relieve there pain so as i stand on this one world alone my hands are out to you with perked ears to hear what you been through it’s amazing how a number 2 pencil can make sentimental but it’s about whose behind the point from start to finish i begin to replenish no hollywood minus the denace though my table holds 3 things one mic a knife and syringes reciting on past blemishes conflicting horror image fl!cks question what is your inner sense

outro:
yeah this song is dedicated to all the lost souls that p-ssed away now bow out heads and let us pray you will always have a special place in my heart memories will always remain until we meet again one day

- ill martian

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