Don't

So I've just realized that I really don't understand my own mind. I'm supposed to finish this paper tonight and here I am sitting there typing out lyrics at 4:00 in the morning. lyrics that in a way are connected to me sitting here and doing my paper. so messed up is my mind that this actually makes sense and also these lyrics actually make sense. The verses, meant to be rapped in a certain way, are strung together so it could be a bit confusing in that way too. Overall this is the product of a mind that is burnt out from school and suffering from lack of sleep. Enjoy.

Don't
i feel a lyrical power coming on me because my souls exploding in the drivers seat nothing hidden in this one i think i'll let it go but you didn't see the things sittin on top of the car those are the things that drain this mortal man til he's dust in the alley and ashes by the fan blowin away to the sky damn i'm gonna miss you bye

it's gonna drain me dry.
hold my hand baby please don't let me go
i don't want to cry
but baby there's noone where you're supposed to go
i'm not saying goodbye

you know i don't want to miss out on this but sometimes you play hands and sometimes they're fixed I'm not making excuses for what i have done leave that to the boys with their emo and grunge I just feel like i'm dying on a spiritual plane, and survival is rivaled by the problem of pain it's getting too late in the day the minute hand's coming this way

it's gonna drain me dry.
hold my hand baby please don't let me go
i don't want to cry
but baby there's noone where you're supposed to go
i'm not saying goodbye

but it's wrong even now as I sit and remorse missing out on real life i'm just making it worse though the crowd is closing in and it's gettin real close i'm still writing these words and still spillin my verse father and mother and sister and brother, baby there's no you you've gone to some other time for me to save myself now, but I'm not ready for my final bow

it's gonna drain me dry.
hold my hand baby please don't let me go
i don't want to cry
but baby there's noone where you're supposed to go
i'm not saying goodbye

did I mention that I don't understand my mind. ya I probably did.
fool sitting here typing