Nevermore

Forever night Destined to sing in the dead of light Lay these songs only wonder if I'm ever right My girl's telling me she's having dreams Wicked things, seeing me gone from the scene The wrong type of dreams She telling me she think it came all from the cream I think it came all from everything I sing Off all I say, all full of bling, all from the bling Everybody gone but the fame Roll up a dime, and it's all full of flames I'm a sinner from beginning, like a business Everybody bought up what they got up in it Let's make a killing This type of shit that ain't for your children, huh This type of shit that ain't for your children, nah They all have something they want to say And everybody lost on their way And these things, and these rings, on my fingers When I think words, how it lingers I take a drink of Guinney, and I think worse How'd it come to this Verse, verse Bastard, closed casket in a hearse Guess he was in a heavy hurry to be heard Guess he was worried about a world by bilderberg Voy a navegar Al puerto del alma Cruzando el mar Hasta que llegare Voy a navegar Al puerto del alma Cruzando el mar Hasta que llegare So if this is goodbye I hope I pulled my dream out the sky I've been riding middle of the night Seeing blue lights, blue lights On roll, with homies that's on role Got 'em wondering what we on for So, doc won't you heal me Give me a pill to pop until they feel me I'm burning up, mother fuck what they tell me This last song my first step into hell see I've been damned, and pulled down the curtain Fool is the servant, ruler's the serpent Angel's share got my trinity hurting Five fucking 0 can catch me, swerving My rifle the first thing these pigs deserving I'm my only troop, and I ain't deserting, apocalypse occurring A prodigal poet, exterminate these vermin The flow is like diamond dominance Ice shining down onto what I'm against, the world Ominous, forewarned Obvious, I'm thorned Onto this, I've been thrown Down all of this patrón Demons all on my throne Feed 'em all on my own Need 'em until I'm gone I coulda had it wrong I coulda had it All I see's this dark, this cold, no light around me Won't you keep the night warm, hasta que llegare Re, re, re, re, re, re, re Re, re, re, re, hasta que llegare Re, re, re, re, re, re, re Re, re, re, re, re, re Forever night I don't know how long I'ma be here, but Guess I'll know when you arrive Come over here, I wanna tell you something A time ago, off in the distance, far from us There through all the heat and sand, sat a town And in that town sat a kid, somewhere about your age Anyway, there wasn't a whole person in that town that didn't think he was some sort of strange Used to look out over the horizon, sometimes for hours Never knew what he was looking at, or what he was thinking about Or where he got so much to think about He would just stand there, sun coming down, stand there still like Like it was the last sun he was ever gonna see And when he wasn't lookin out to the world's edge, he was riding towards it Silly thing, huh? But boy, could that kid could ride He'd almost burn the breeze he was so fast It was like the wind gave birth to him He didn't have much else Everyone knows ya can't make a living off riding But, he'd get on his horse and take off all the same Sometimes he'd be gone for hours, other times for days But, there was one night that rolled around that wasn't like the rest of them It was cold, and dark, and quiet It didn't seem no different to me, but by first light When the birds had begun their song, and the night had gone He had gone with it It didn't bother me none 'til days became weeks, and weeks became never Never heard or seen again Some folk said they got word from kin miles and miles away Claimed they saw that boy whipping on by, headed straight for the edge of the sky Others said they heard he died or got lost I don't know I don't think so I think he rode on Beyond the edge To the end To the place where the sun don't rise Voy a navegar Al puerto del alma Cruzando el mar Hasta que llegare Voy a navegar Al puerto del alma Cruzando el mar Hasta que llegare