No Hope, No Pain, No Way Back

From those dreams on the streets of Iraq
To these nightmare on the streets since I've been back
Lost myself and gave up my innocence
Nothing inside me pure I let my soul fade to black
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Fill myself with more demons to overdose on evil
Needle tears into my skin as I determine death deceitful
There's no work for the reaper if every one's dead
I'm walking through hell cause broken hearts proved lethal
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Hated by them for not giving up my integrity
Denied by heaven so the devil was a best friend to me
I stay true but an image keeps me tangled
Death brings me an unseen smile while my good gets lost and strangled
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False hope brings a tear to an intelligent man
Lost hope brings a dollar weighed one meal per gram
Denied my appeal for peace so i close my own eyes
Bullets burn through my diaphragm with no pain compared to my mothers cries

A Tennessee Promise

They say you're broken but all I see is beautiful

They say you're troubled but I see you as equal

An angel inside of hell but you smile so fearless

I'm short on cash but I long for your innocence

I'll wait for you but I can’t wait this out forever

I wanted you then, but I need you now more than ever

When you’re gone all I can feel is cold weather

Saw my future without you but suicide would suit me better

I'll always be your soldier you'll always be my princes

I'll hold the rifle, you hold the halo, we’ll fight our way to Memphis 

Without you around I'd become heartless living with no purpose

But I keep true to you and I keep true to our Tennessee promise 

Suicidology

A suicide letter brings tears to my mothers eyes
Lessons of peace taught that my last bullet denies
Failed to reach hope as feet dangle from your balcony
Hero turns troubled man with a talent to teach tragedy
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Lost love learned from many girls too selfish to care
They supplied hope but the whole time adding to my nightmare
Glass ceiling shatters souls yet steals sparks from your mind
Compassion in death became lost but I leave no man behind
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Death is forever so I whisper my own good night
Convincing myself in death she and I will reunite
No one could parallel our pasts both good and bad
Covered by controversy love more dangerous then Baghdad
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Dreams become fears when I don't hold my angel eyes
Tossing and turning throughout the night while my soul cries
Holding on to a strand of hope with one round chambered
Dreaming for a second chance or to at least be remembered