666
Or 17 years of age
I was 18
When you messed me up.
I tried
You tried
Money was
And is an issue,
And I only got 6.66 dollars
In my bank account.
It sucks.
But all life does.
I suppose when I'm a statue
All the wishing wells
Will wish for me
But until then I'm
21 steps from the grave
With a 1 in 6 chance of life
Spin the cylinder
Hear it click
I pray that it ends alright
I am deaths prey
Tonight
And all I have,
Is all i give up
Spin*
Click*
Spin*
Click*
Spin*
Click*
Spin*
Bang!*
I give up
My right to be right,
But all the others
Just screwed me over
Suicide balloons
And surprise birthday party's
Brilliant sharks
With hitman contracts
I am now death
Destroyer of worlds
And you are my
Chopping block
I lost my head at the job,
So take all
My brains i had left
Maybe you can do something
With them