Vegas Bill - Wasteland Writings

(Don't kill Juliet)

They ain’t gonna remember shit when I leave my last foot prints on the fucking pavement
Wake the fuck up and smell the decay
I’m in my own wasteland with my placement

(Vegas Bill)

I’m a nihilist
I file shit down to worst it could be like I’m prepping for the end
I’m condemned to live in a downward trend
Cuz of who I blame I won’t make amends
I intend to burn but I will transcend
To god killer like I’m playing pretend
And with a bend in time
I’ll comprehеnd my fucking pain and make dividends

My fucking face wеars with stress everyday
I don’t pray for my feelings just to up and go away
I just wait for a cold death to separate me
And wake me up from a grave of my own means

Think with me
Everybody want a model but I’m falling to pieces
For the weeks of no sleep
Peace gone and deceased
And you think I’m living happy
Till I’m swinging from a noose in a fucking tree
No sympathy, I’m in a constant state of misery
So the sadness that you feel ain’t shit to me
But pins and needles
If it works for me
You find it evil

Wake up
All of you are living in smoke
You can’t see the bigger picture and you’re starting to choke
Cuz you opened up your mouth to condemn what I said
You mainstream fucks just won’t let us live

Worry about your own shit, not about me
If I really need help, I’ll reach out to speak
I never will
I’d rather die
Then to let anyone else in on my life
A knifes the only thing I’ll open up to
The devils the only one that I’ll talk to
I taunt you pussies when I say that shit
And when I flip around my crucifix

I'm gone, the bombs dropped
Oh what a flash
I dance in the ash where your prayers would stand
I’m the witch in your window, I live in limbo
Sadists turn to waste I’m the absolute zero
I’m wondering if I should follow my brother
Maybe for once I can be my hero

I can’t pull myself out of the chains
They cut my skin just like my blades but
Don’t pray for me
Don’t pray
I’m never coming back up