Azon:

Yeah I know this girl named Bra/she'd grab a sock wrap it around her arm cut her wrist slowly/until blood start dripping boldy/closed her eye's now she soul deep/somewhere we're no one can reach/she escape in a frozen dream/like her sister Maygen King/at 13 she became a dope fin/found herself stairing in a flushing toilet bowl that brings/her mother great grief/can't save them if thats who they be/so at night she gets down on her knees prayin for releaf/but only cigratte smoke is release/as her gums turn black and she smiles wit missing teeth/as the paster peach/dark tells unseen/he's saving money that he owes to the mafia fo gambling/the church is scrambling for answers/but unbalance to cancer/so they take the chance to judge us/open casket tells us what happen/Crook cops harassing/another way out/only took a couple hits just the slice the lamb/anger controls the streets in Grams/in by the pounds weapons are stocked up/education untouched/because inmates can't get degree in jail so who fucked up/as they dream in a picture/words or remembered/promises are given up just by one sinner/that takes us back to Bra's unfortunate way to never give up/plus her uncle/supplies her older sister drugs/down the street is known as Cuts/bottled up no space/drama heard from down the hallways/baby mama arguing her case/so down the way/they wake up Jake/he got work and haven't had sleep/because of the new born baby/so cash is coming few/5 weeks behind in already the rent is due/so to relive his stress/he'd beat on his wife until his knuckles was browsed/and his 19 year old son is homeless and ain't got food/so around 9 to 12 he'd pick pocket in sleep under the news/he head rest on the bus stop/so just us/we got a little of them all in us/just call it Cuts/

  LaLa14:

Lay in bed as the pain and agony fill my chest
Nightmares when i sleep, so i get away with no rest
Aint spoke just for a few hours, feeling so alone
Degrading and despising my self for my emotions are being shown
need to get awa, need a peice of mind
starin into space, tryna leave the world behind
escape into paradise
theres no such thing as hatred and lies
arguing, fighting, or the constant struggle just for sleep
still wondering how i let life slip this deep
heart aint shattered but i feel it cracking
living in this life now i see i've been slacking
only got one way to hold on to my sanity
but i cant get to em so i loose my faith in humanity
like im stuck on pause but life keeps moving
life is a game, thought i won but im truely loosing
voice mail breaks the exterior of my little bit of hope
so im slippin tryin to climb back up lifes rope
desparate to just say fuck everything
come this far but dont get how im managing
mom no longer shows compassion for the tears
she turns away from it after all these years
dads gone he caused a lot of heartbreak
all i can think about is how his caring and understanding was fake
i pray for arms of comfort to help ease the pain
hands to stop the tears that flows like rain
once so strong but no so weak
just wonder if now i should accept defeat
knees about to buckle, im tired of the pain
tired of the stress and pressure but it'll never be the same