Pins and needles

When i die in my sleep
I wake to the feeling of pins and needles
When i die in my sleep
Im killed by evil
All because im a hero
Who saves the lost souls

Mortal(incomplete)

Great life in modern land
Protect your heart and watch for accidents All the bills, we should be birds
We could fly away from stress to ease our nerves
"If"we were birds, but were not
This twitch in my eye be an indicator of a blood vessel blood clot
Intestinal seizure from the fermentation of food parts
*So set in our ways of life*
Help me release these chemicals to my brain Tricked by science a design to keep us satisfied
FRET!!! It hasn't happened yet, but I know it will
We want to kill; its hereditary
A psycho auto suggested thrill
I stood on a ground to shoot or be shot down Enforcement of law and its just cause of color; gender; age; status; pay grade; Freeman or slave
Chemicals intergraded that change our DNA Mind by who and where your born and raised
Factors of life expectancy
Hack! Hack! cigarette, where do u grow your weed
Pills kills, FDA dont approve the herbal tea
Dumbo holla yolo and accelerate their dying slow

What you expect, life may not agree

Brothers

See when i see u
We will speak when we speak
We have no thoughts to share
Our connections have become weak
We have no words to say
They got lost in translation

Earth fiction(incomplete)

Who's gonna take us to the promise land
We wanna go to the promise land
If you say you'll take us to the promise land
We will walk behind you hand in hand
Until they put a bullet in your head
we still wanna go to the promise land
Now that your dead we know we cant
I heard we can buy our way to the promise land
Where the streets are gold and everyone has a servant
I love the way they talk about the promise land
I dream of the day i get to the promise land.      
I'll kiss and lick the ground of the promise land
Jump sky high and click my heels when i get to the promise land
For it will be the will god
Hey!! there are some strange people in our promise land
Really? Wow let's torture, rape and murder them all out our promise land
Those that survive will be our slaves
So whoever gonna take us to the promise land
Hurry, hurry because by ourselves we cant make it to the promise land
I hope you understand

Surfacing(incomplete)

Im going off the deep end
I can swim
Long term memory is kicking in
Please dont smile at me
We are not friends
I am the same person
Actions do the talking
I am the return
A consequence

Incapable Emote (incomplete)

Y do u do it every day
The breath in me
Due rent, kids to feed?
Naw, i live like Riley
Help me die please
Cant wait for technology
Poisons, the need
Cant deny my purpose
I cant kill me
I just lose a little bit of consciousness
With every heart beat
U rejected me in a raw introduction
Now u don't exist to me
What is ur persistence
When u end up at repeat
If we knew the purpose
We could understand the grief
Calling all external sources
U are the excuse i bleed
Drink form my ruptured heart
Sell Hollywood my story
Suckers are born everyday
I succeed with every breath they breathe
They wore a hole in my box
Caught hold of the universe expanding in my dreams
Call me god giving visuals to life
The cold bush lied, hate kept us warm in the night
We heard a howl to the moon
Indication to light the fires for the night
Keep the fires burning, in case the wolfs come round
They do it for the blood
we do it cause we must
There's no separation of survival
Come to an understanding of minds
Or become a rival

Why do they do it everyday ,..................

The State-Knowing Self

"There are still peoples and herds somewhere, but not with us, my brothers: here there are states.
The state? What is that? Well then! Now open your ears, for now I shall speak to you of the death of peoples.
The state is the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly it lies, too; and this lie creeps from its mouth; 'I, the state, am the people.'
It is a lie! It was creators who created peoples and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life.
It is destroyers who set snares for many and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred desires over them.
Where a people still exists, there the people do not understand the state and hate it as the evil eye and sin against custom and law.
I offer you this sign: every people speaks its own language of good and evil: its neighbor does not understand this language. It invented this language for itself in custom and law.
But the state lies in all languages of good and evil; and whatever it says, it lies - and whatever it has, it has stolen.
Everything about it is false; it bites with stolen teeth. Even its belly is false.
Confusion of the language of good and evil; I offer you this sign of the state. Truly, this sign indicates the will to death! Truly, it beckons to the preachers of death!
Many too many are born: the state was invented for the superfluous!
Just see how it lures them, the many-too-many! How it devours them, and chews them, and re-chews them!
... It would like to range heroes and honorable men about it, this new idol! It likes to sun itself in the sunshine of good consciences - this cold monster!
It will give you everything if you worship it, this new idol: thus it buys for itself the luster of your virtues and the glance of your proud eyes.
It wants to use you to lure the many-too-many. Yes, a cunning device of Hell has here been devised, a horse of death jingling with the trappings of divine honors!
Yes, a death for many has here been devised that glorifies itself as life: truly a heart-felt service to all preachers of death!
I call it the state where everyone, good and bad, is a poison-drinker: the state where everyone, good and bad, loses himself: the state where universal slow suicide is called - life."

- Friedrich Nietzsche, 1884