Heavily Medicated
In Hopes Of My Suppress...

Needles And Morphine
Into Your Arm You Have Injected...

Words Contaminated That
Flow Throughout My Head...

Artificial Sweetening
Artificial Smile...

Here I Stand Before You
A Sinner In My Soul...

I Stand Over Your Casket
Peacefully You Ly...

Why Is 50 Cent Trying To Be
As Hard As It Gets...

Drunken Sorrow
Stumbling To Speak...

Temporary Sparkle
a Temporary Shine...

Overtime My Heart
Has Been Deceivingly Dissected...

If Tomorrow Never Comes
For Me To Then Awake...

Brushing My Lashes With Mascara
Outlining My Tearful Eye...