Awkword - AaronSwartz lyrics
rate meFirst and foremost, let me get this off my chest
Rest in peace Jesse, skateboard vet
Just like Harold Hunter, overdosed, left
Suicide by any means, can't live, depressed
I know it may be hard to understand my point of view
But keep in mind that everything is relative
In Japan they call it falling on your sword
And we ain't ask to be born so it ain't our fault
But excuses is excuses and nothing more
I live for my sister, my mom's honor, that's all
Truth is I don't blame my five friends
Who all did like Cap Steez, yeah, and made their own end
You see, these people felt pain like Freddy E
People try to fill the voids and still unhappy
And they gotta understand that it seems so bad
Or the subject of the story was just born sad
Though the times is hard
And your soul is scarred
All you see is rainy days
Still, don't throw your life away
Though the times is hard
And your soul is scarred
All you see is rainy days
Still, don't throw your life away
Take it from the horse's mouth, man, I've been miserable
Everybody say you great, I felt pitiful
Perfectionist or negative, whatever you call it
It's the feeling that everything you touch, you spoil it
Turn dollars to dust, gold to glitter
Ain't none a these damn things make you feel better
Peep the most important thing, they got no help
Even when things were tried, it did not help so
Keep trying or you will lose
I know all my peoples could of done better with you
There's so many groups, so many like minds
I'd be a part of them all if I didn't write rhymes
And I know not everybody's made for sharing
But if you get to that point, please make it apparent
Because there's people in this world who need you here
And this song is one part to lead you there
Though the times is hard
And your soul is scarred
All you see is rainy days
Still, don't throw your life away
Though the times is hard
And your soul is scarred
All you see is rainy days
Still, don't throw your life away
A suicide occurs every 15 minutes
And then there's the rest still living with the sickness
F the jargon, dogma and the stigma
F the plastic people making you feel lesser
Wrestler, W W F you
‘Cause we been through it all just in our heads, bro
And then you got the real life, real life
Being alone, feeling alone, who needs life?
But twist it all around if you really don't care
Now's your chance to do what you want, yeah so dare
Better than taking your own life or theirs
‘Cause nobody deserves death before it’s fair
And life ain't, and we all know that
But there are so many groups who can help you hold back
And not only that, they might put your life on track
I wish Aaron Swartz was still here to hear this rap
Though the times is hard
And your soul is scarred
Rainy days
Still, don't throw your life away
To Write Love On Her Arms
Grassroots Suicide Prevention
NIMH
SAMHSA
The AFSP
The Trevor Project
