He woke up in bed with the knife in his hand
Just wondering how life will come to an end
He woke up reading all of the wrong reflections
And had no intentions of seeing the end
The lyrical genius was famed for his talent
Meanwhile his sadness evolved from the cabinet
The knife in his hand was covered in blood
And it left him still questioning what he had done
The news reports came, the very next day
Announcing the new fact that he has gone
He thought that he had no one but everyone mourned him
He took his life early at age twenty-three
His wrists were heavy, cold blooded
Necklace shining in the dark vent lair
His body cold, no blood running
Blade tip shining dark red in the lair

His body cold, no blood running
Blade tip shining dark red in the lair
His body cold, no blood running
Blade tip shining dark red in the lair
Blade tip shining, dark red in the lair, dark red in the lair

Yeah, I don't wanna be alone
Free me, I don't wanna be alone
Free me, I don't wanna be alone
Free me, I don't wanna be alone
Free me, I don't wanna be alone
Free me, I don't wanna be alone, yeah
The lyrical genius was famed for his talent
Meanwhile his life ended it was so tragic
The knife in his hand was covered in blood
As his last thought consumed him bout what he had done
When the news reports came, the very next day
He died at twenty-three the way he wanted it to be
The world grew in sadness while murderers wrecked havoc
City after city everything became tragic
His fans became angry, lashing out in violence
Reports across the country bout a couple thousand riots
The world avoided causes while the riots grew stronger
Allowing all the riots to grow and rise as triumphs
Negative thoughts pierce through the youth
The lyrical genius showed the cold hearted truth
Passing through the next world observing like a sleuth
Everything was over it was gone in a poof