Put the coke in the bag ima have to see the joker
Institutionalized with the fact but reality escapes me
To be the joker is crazy
Eating gunpowder and spitting bullets
I wanna see her
She left me, now I’m going crazy
I see nothing but red
The red of human lives
I feel the evil inside
It’s coming to life.
Now trap in darkness while life pass me by
They got me with domestic violence,
I didn't mean to hit her.
I love her.
I guess too much perhaps
Now I have to limit my love forever
Can’t express all of it or the hurt comes back