CHALLENGER'S RAP

• (Verse 1)
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• Wake up now, I don't feel alive.
• How many lies, do I have to buy?
• Open my eyes so I can fly.
• Open my mind, let my mind go free.
• Open the time, let the time go see.
• I keep asking these questions, not for confession.
• Why, oh why, do I have to best in?
• This old game today, playing on a live stage.
• I had a dream since I was 9.
• Make a career out of that ol' time.
• Only yet, I go back and forth.
• Hell and hate, will be no more.
• Fuck am I doing, rapping white boy, always been a toy.
• In 7th grade, I was killed.
• In hello bae, I was filled.
• And I just keep asking myself, million questions only for help.
• Grandma is dying, I need to pray.
• Lord oh mighty, please help her today.
• Depressed and fucked up, cutting in my cup.
• People made fun of me, and I was so tucked up.
• And I was sick, I was sick of it!
• Sick of the shit, that I was in!
• I fall to the ground, crying in beer.
• No more help why do I only tear?
• Hear me now, answer my questions.
• Only have a million left, and not a confession.
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• (Hook)
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• (Verse 2)
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• Wondering if I can keep asking.
• I know you're strong, and I know you're in pain.
• I don't wanna say goodbye, I don't wanna see you go.
• This shit is stressful, and it hurts me.
• I regret always ignoring you, and now your dying.
• And I'm crying, and everytime I look at you I think of why I didn't help.
• Or couldn't help, but you're in pain.
• So times can change, we hope that you get better.
• And I keep praying that, you will get better every day.
• I will always feel your pain, and it makes me cry everytime.
• Questions fill my head, and curiosity grows.
• And people just keep making it worse, and the stress just gets worse and makes me wanna kill myself.
• Sometimes I feel like this happened because of me, and I feel sorry.
• But does suicide solve that (Nope)? Still I suggest it to myself.
• Two million questions, and I'm tired.
• But I stay up.
• And I never had the strength to do anything, call me "pity fuck."
• And I'll keep doing, I'll keep trying.
• Shit is killing me, and cuts and scars on my wrist open.
• No one helps me, or prevents me.
• But my own suicide cause no one gives a fuck about me!
• So I might as well be dead, so I'm not a problem anymore.
• Then I grab my gun, and share the fun.
• Pull the trigger til life is done!
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• (Hook)
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• (Bridge)
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• I ask a million, but now a million more.
• Is suicide the only way out?
• The time has come, my end is yet begun.
• And I ask a million more questions, will you ever answer my prayers?
• Maybe I'm a fuck up, maybe I'm worthless.
• Just let me say
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• (Hook)