Tonedeff, Deacon The Villain - No Hope lyrics

Oh lord I’m suffering, torn, struggling
The world’s a gutter with poor
Plumbing I’m slumming in
Wars funded by false governments, Whores
Guns and when
Everyday is more trouble than the
One in front of it
Some of the luster of living will fade
Hustling for minimum wage, just to
Fit into my cage
Injustice is killing my faith
I used to hope for tomorrow
Now I just soak and I wallow in death & debt
Knowing that my child’ll follow my steps
How can I rest with a thousand
Immense pounds on my chest
How do I keep a clean conscience with god
When my thoughts are a mess
I could mop it I guess

And ring it out without honest regret


But still manage to fall to
The faults of the flesh
And on top of all this
The loss of a friend to an awful event
Shot in the head – when they
Could have only robbed him instead
Homicidal intent for 90 dollars & cents
By a con sentenced to 20 years
But got off within 10
Why in the fuck we got laws
To protect all of us, when
Parole officicers can send a
Heartless killer walking again
Keep a cautious defense
As some kids are taught to dissent
They’re born with no natural remorse
And all form of conscience is dead
And it’s hard to depend on congresses when
They impose embargos that leave throngs
Of small children starved, unfed
Some have called it the end
The last days of this system and times
If that’s the case – it’s
A gift for the dying

I feel wrong cause now all hope is gone
But, I'm gonna carry on
Even though all hope is gone, is gone, gone

I am not a humanitarian
I’m just a selfish fuck like you – looking
For ways outta this grave we’re buried in
I’m not embarrassed – we all carry
That pair of chromosomes for carelessness
We inherited from our parenting
But the more I stare at it
The more it becomes glaring… Life
Isn’t fair is it?
So why fight what I find impairing?
Shit, when the time’s right
Then I’ll die without merit
No hereafter with it
Cause my body and my mind
Are tied to my spirit
No divine interference
We wonder why history’s cyclical
Why the wicked’ll prosper
All while the timid are miserable
Why is shit so impossible
While for him it’s so typical
Why do the gospels point to the
Times we live in as critical
Now, I’m getting biblical… aww
Fuck it – I’m trying to somehow rationalize
And I’m tired of being so cynical
My, what a pitiful state of affairs this is
When you’re simultaneously ready to die
And scared to exist
A subway ride, that was once second nature
Is now taxing your wit's
Asking if this, blast really hit's
Will a casket be fit? Frazzled to bit's
With prescription Paxil and shit
Trapped in a ditch of a dead-end job
Cause you’re two months back on your rent
Laughing – cause if that shit happens
You guess that would be it

Eyeing every passenger standing
Cause that could be him
So, you sit back and pretend
You’re relaxed and content
Knowing that if you go today
You unhappily went
But when nothing happens you wince
And the impact makes you glad you exist
Sadness desists and you miss your family
Friends as you reexamine your presence
The apathy lifts
Knowing that in the face of death
You found passion to live
There’s an equal amount of life within a
Last gasp and a first breath
No matter how hard it gets
No one truly prefers death
And if the hurt ends, you’re sure blessed
Remember the determination of your first step
Remember the determination of your first step
Remember the determination of your first step
And keep walking, keep walking, keep walking
Keep walking rest In Peace Dirty D