Empty Gangster

Yellow paint devouring the sky
I see the grim reaper
So calm he looks
Tells me, Cmon son lets fly

Mind's devil lusts for freedom
Big bad circle of this world
Making me run too much
Baggage of fun leads to boredom

Fighting the ethical shackles
Burn up the world
Instant gratification
I see the girl,call her freckles

Proud of my lineage,Am I?
Yes, says the mind's angel
Live up to the reputation,the life
Don't give up now,the end is nigh

Do you love me? She reacted
Depths I cannot define
Drop on the surface,ocean inside
You're the only reason,I'm still not converted.

Darkness,such a prime attraction
The red eye has taken over
Empty gangster is raging and ready
To the path of mortification.