26 April 2012
I'm three feet from the cemetery,
One foot in the grave,
A slave in a tourniquet,
Chained in a cave.
When death was an option,
I was no longer tense,
But fate was just teasing me,
Damn my body's defense.
Poh-hem • Opuss № I
26 April 2012
I'm three feet from the cemetery,
One foot in the grave,
A slave in a tourniquet,
Chained in a cave.
When death was an option,
I was no longer tense,
But fate was just teasing me,
Damn my body's defense.
Poh-hem • Opuss № I