My Consequences - Palisades

I hope I’m buried with my enemies

10 feet below the concrete

I think I might’ve hit the deadline

I’m so close to death I can taste it

I’m writing letters to explain my reason

To all my friends and my family

I hope I made a difference

Don’t cut me up

Don’t let me burn

I lied, I tried

Now I’m lost I’m never coming back

I pry my mind

No one else can save me

If this is how it is, that’s fine

Cover me up

I’ll soak in lime

I pry my mind

With my consquences

I know the solac that i try to seek

Is somewhere between the dirt and me

I hope I find a sense of comfort

I’ll trade teeth for nails.

Don’t wanna talk about it

Don’t try to analyze my self inflictions

It’s clear to me that no one ever cared

I don’t do well under the pressure

I don’t expect you to understand

And now I see

Everything’s better when I’m 10 feet deep

You’ll see me change

When you do I hope you keep your distance

Freak