Murdok Kaine - Persona

Murdok Kaine don't exist
Slitting wrists to feel pain
My death list gains new names everyday
If I cut my veins will I die in vain?
Complain I don't get paid
Wait
This persona of a loner
As I grow older and my heart grows colder
Learn i'm not mediocre bipolar stoner
No composure
No closure for the dead ones
Fucked up in the head son
This persona of a killer and sinner
Wrist slitter bread winner
Cant look in the mirror
Without the agony stabbing me in the spine
Wanna die please christ
Please
This persona
I just want commas no drama no imposters
Should've been an iguana living life in Nicaragua
Chain so bright it shines a new day
I do not exist
I'm Murdok Kaine
Bitch I don't exist?
Blood drip from my lip
Limp dick talkin shit?
Watch me sip on the liquor then rip off his liver
While high on painkillers born with the drug dealers
Uh
Numbed to core imma stealer
Steal her heart break it apart
Try and save me from the dark baby girl no you cannot
I'm a evil man
If I killed your fam would you take me back?
Like damn
I cant
Take the pistol to my head and bang
Bitch
I don't give a fuck what you can or can't do
I'm a cannibal
A caged animal
Radical
Impractical
Don't think you can handle
This persona

Written by:
Sebastian Cuicas

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