Check Mate
 WORKING, WORKING, FEELING THE FLOW

SHUT THE HELL UP, HOW WOULD YOU KNOW

WATCH IT DUDE I’M STARTING TO GET MAD

SO SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE THINGS GET BAD

I’M WRITING THIS VERSE WHEN THINGS CAN’T GET WORSE

MY LIFE IS A CIRCLE SEEMINGLY NEVER ENDING

NO EARNING, JUST ETERNAL SPENDING

INFERNAL BURNING, MY GUTS ARE CHURNING

CONDECENDING, NEVER ENDING, MIND BENDING

WHAT CAN I SAY, IT’S MY LAST DAY

STILL CAUGHT IN THE FRAY

DEMONIC, MY LIFE IS SHATTERED, BEATEN AND BATTERED

LACERATIONS, FALSE INFORMATION

NO ESCAPING, IT’S OVER NOW

I GOT THIS FAR, HOW?
I’LL NEVER KNOW

NO ANSWER, JUST LIKE CANCER, SILENT,

YOU WON’T SEE IT COMING

I’M GOING DOWN THE DRAIN, THERE’S TOO MUCH PAIN

I’M STUCK IN CAGE, BRIMMING WITH RAGE

SCARS AND BURNS, COFFINS AND EARNS

CORPESES AND HORSES, A DEATH MARCH THROUGH HELL

MY EYES ARE CLOSING, MUSCLE CONTRACTION, AND THEN

THE HEAD ROLLES BACK AND IT’S OVER

CHECK MATE…

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