No Hit Wonder, No Fkn Star

One Hit - One Wonder - No Fucking Star.
Yeah - Hands down again, my friend.
Who are we kidding? How invisible do we think we are, better yet..how invisible do you think you are?
Mind fuck? Want to speak about mind fucking? Embrace your negativity towards every light in my life, just so you can only be seen in my pitched black room, room of memories to regret, memories to live, memories to destroy... Memories to be destroyed....
What makes you so fucking special, and what puts you on such a powered tower? Absolutely nothing.
Can you not hold the weight of the ball sack of which you confidently grew? Straight face, oh so tough? Is that a tear I see from your own mistaken stupidity?
How do you pull it off my fellow clown?
Run your mouth as you run your rounds. Eventually there'll be no rounds left, and myself as a bullet, made of steel, made of stone, will tear right through your shaded heart.
Try Me.
Young years, mind of ignorance. You gonna run, haha. Pussy ran! Pussy ran! And you call yourself a fucking man. Tell me once again, How much do those saggy balls weigh? More then you can handle, See you draggin' over there, I stole a cart from dollar general the other day, would you like to hold your stretched skin upon in?
How long you expect me to be around to pick you up? Here, I got a fork, let me scrape you off that windshield. What have I told you bout flying in front of moving metal?
Ahh, I'm going to leave you right there. I see your guts spread across in black blue white yellow red, hell Let's get the whole rainbow, let's go crazy with it.
Why couldn't you hold yourself up, when you knew I was already drowning. Sure I'll lend my back to hold you up as my lungs fill with fluids. Let's let my lungs collapse.
Nigger, You're crazy. It's only natural to fight for that last breath, It is only natural to swim back up to shore. Try to at least. Mother fucker, Die trying! Die trying...
Tell you one thing- When you leave me out in the cold, there's no trying for ya. When You realize- That second, you're a second too late. And mother fucker that second is long over due.
Pick your shit up, Pick your balls up, take your faded fucking soul, pitch black eyes, walk down that road, watch out for the bumps and cracks. All I can tell you. I've been on this road a million times before, now it's your turn.
Hold it over my head, or call it tough love.
Nothing lasts forever, and the games are over.
Pick your bloody pieces up, you're a disappointment to the rest of the soldiers.
Get your gear. Recruit back home. Spend your time behind bars. You are no longer, the one hit, one wonder, you ain't no mother fucking star.
Hands fucking down.