i dream of being the best so prepare for the worst
and since the good guys finsh last i'ma step up first
a wise man once said in death there's birth
so i wish to finsh all on earth or my next birth is your curse
i lived life stuck in the darkness cause i couldn't see the light
other then when it shined off the knife in the full moon at night
and if for this i'm wrong there's no worrys i'ma be alright
as if i had sewed my mouth together i can't expain how i fill so i write