Dead Man

It’s the Painkiller, I’m back mother fucker —

A ghost with a pen, soul draped in black.

Dead man walking, no turning back.

Bones creak heavy, echoes in the dark.

Heart stitched together with a needle mark.

Used to chase highs, now I chase my soul,

Every step forward feels like a toll.

Graveyard whispers, they call my name,

Shadows in the mirror, they look the same.

Dead man walking, dragging my chains,

Blood on the pavement, soaked in my veins.

Dead man walking, can’t break the curse,

Every step forward, it only gets worse.

Eyes sunken deep, memories corrode,

Road paved in powder, a life I owed.

Friends turned ghosts, faces in the flame,

Each line I drew carved deeper shame.

Mama cried rivers, her prayers went dry,

I was the thief who stole her sky.

Ashes in my lungs, death in my grin,

Fought my own shadow, but shadows always win.

Dreams turn to ashes, nights to regret,

I’m a man of my word, but my words forget.

Dead man walking, dragging my chains,

Blood on the pavement, soaked in my veins.

Dead man walking, can’t break the curse,

Every step forward, it only gets worse.