life

death is sweeter than  apple juice
sweeter than  honeycomb
sour than lemon juice
death is nothing more but salt and sugar fuse

as i held the gun to my head
i pray god undersrands the echo to my agony
god take me
deflate me
im gone

my life is not how i need it to be
my mind is playing games
i dont wanna play

as u tell my mother i love her
i hope she understands god is calling my name
and i answered with a trigger on my head

now i lay down to sleep
i pray to god for my soul to keep