the piece I punked out on spittin in public

D PRESS IS ON

No news at 8
No special Updates
Just always late
As in, I wish I could've gotten to him sooner
But I was just too late
I wish I could've told him he was so great to me
But fate just snatched him away

D PRESS IS ON

No time to adjust
No look past
No time to pass
No time to fake
It's real
No time to breathe
Only time to choke
No crossover
Only souls crossing over

D PRESS IS ON

No off switch
Only nervous twitch
It's in your name
And you're gonna pay
Everyday
No breaks
Just heartbreak
Just earthquakes
The type of hurt that makes ya whole core shake
Ya soul ache
Went from "take it all in" to " call in the undertaker"

D PRESS IS ON

On your mind
All the time
No unwind
No rewind
It's like gravity is working overtime
Giving you special attention
Affliction
Detention
Arrested
Dead locked
Death deep down
Buried in dispair
Pain
Grief
Hatred
Self-hatred
No you're not garbage, just wasted

D PRESS IS ON

and on
and on
and on
and on...