MIND GAMES

The whole world in my hand I'm feeling weightless Ready the stainless the blood flow like ink on the pages Been feeling anxious lately You know I'd rather be dead and remembered than living and not Seeing the signs, my blurred vision, to whom it may not concern Praying you find me here and return, please Bring all my friends and everybody that loved me And tell them I don't deserve to be freed from my past Present don't ask questions, mask is misdirection Empty the flask the pills messing, guess it's a blessing Gotta keep on pretending, death on my bed is caressing End of the line and I'm stressing Don't make it sound so depressing, ninety-nine Run out of time and I blew it, tried to kill and subdue it Please stay a while cause I can't I'm flying high but my mood swinging like Pacquiao But shit look at me now, I'm nothing less than the greatest Now marvel at my creation