The Gift

If I told the whole world; "There is nothing but greed on this planet".
I bet you'd feel a cold chill with nothing but feet keeping you standing.
My old will would disagree, cause if you would see my skull drill.
People freely taking speed when I see myself with oat meal.
Drugs, sins and screaming is making me feel like golden steel.
Im hard to touch, tough and hard to break but.
If you lay wide awake, see me smile and provide me faith.
That the world is smiling out of the way of the striving hate of a tidle wave.
I'll believe you and wont resist.
Take you in and no longer have lonliness.
I'll give you a kiss.
Give you a gift and tell you not to open it.
Until you see me rogue and pissed.
Only when im over shit.
Then pull the gun outta that box and shoot me until I kill you with my rolling fists.