The child that came
into this world with
her eyes open wide
the day she was born
the day her innocence died
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
waiting for the kill
as he pulled the trigger
and she jumped the gun
without a drop of blood
she lay there,murdered
flagged at the point of no return
killed that friend the only one
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
the child that came
into this world with
her eyes open wide
the day she was born
the day her innocence died
waiting for the kill
as he pulled the trigger
and she jumped the gun
without a drop of blood
she lay there,murdered
flagged at the point of no return
killed that friend the only one
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
singing a song for the dead
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Karmic Kicks
As the karma starts kicking in
i'm regressing back into my past life
reflecting on this love
a reflection on me
or a reflection on you
hidden meanings hidden behind the truth
as you are making me shake hands
with the ones who have done you
heard the story
that for a while
a cave man who left his cave
was then forced
to fast forward
into the modern age
where people condition themselves
to all the slime
labels that come pre packed
to save the black
as it tries to turn into white
cowering back into his cave
found his home colored
in layers upon layers of red light
and im regressing back
into my past life
the karma which kicked me in
my teeth and only seems to be just
warming itself in
as the teeth are still sinking in
the kick still settling in
reflecting on this love
a reflection on me
or a reflection on you
hidden meanings hidden behind the truth
as you are making me shake hands
with the ones who have done you
am shaking but am shaking hands
with the hands that have touched you
i'm regressing back into my past life
reflecting on this love
a reflection on me
or a reflection on you
hidden meanings hidden behind the truth
as you are making me shake hands
with the ones who have done you
heard the story
that for a while
a cave man who left his cave
was then forced
to fast forward
into the modern age
where people condition themselves
to all the slime
labels that come pre packed
to save the black
as it tries to turn into white
cowering back into his cave
found his home colored
in layers upon layers of red light
and im regressing back
into my past life
the karma which kicked me in
my teeth and only seems to be just
warming itself in
as the teeth are still sinking in
the kick still settling in
reflecting on this love
a reflection on me
or a reflection on you
hidden meanings hidden behind the truth
as you are making me shake hands
with the ones who have done you
am shaking but am shaking hands
with the hands that have touched you
Friday, June 24, 2011
Beggars wearing a suit and a tie
Sick and tired of
an economy class fare
so coming down the ladder
and watch yourself as you
step by step falter
forcing yourself into the business class
by ripping apart
breaking the back of your chair
bending backwards as you are
pushing back your chair
the beggars are roaming the world
the beggars want to own the world
the beggars have sold their soul
for the world
head straight to
melt away
melt away into the deep
dark chocolate cake
but one obstacle is enough
to lose your way
waiting on the waiter
who has decided not to wait on you
hes heard the proverb
as was to him it was whispered
that people sitting alone must die
has his reasons to smile
to pretend a face that sits
facing his face
is not there
and how long are you going
to stretch that grin
from ear to ear
to convince yourself
that you just dont care
the beggars are wearing a suit and a tie
being given the choices to choose from
running wild and not ready to decide
wearing a suit and a tie
the beggars are roaming the world
the beggars want to own the world
the beggars have sold their soul
for the world
blink and the beggars would have
stolen the world
an economy class fare
so coming down the ladder
and watch yourself as you
step by step falter
forcing yourself into the business class
by ripping apart
breaking the back of your chair
bending backwards as you are
pushing back your chair
the beggars are roaming the world
the beggars want to own the world
the beggars have sold their soul
for the world
head straight to
melt away
melt away into the deep
dark chocolate cake
but one obstacle is enough
to lose your way
waiting on the waiter
who has decided not to wait on you
hes heard the proverb
as was to him it was whispered
that people sitting alone must die
has his reasons to smile
to pretend a face that sits
facing his face
is not there
and how long are you going
to stretch that grin
from ear to ear
to convince yourself
that you just dont care
the beggars are wearing a suit and a tie
being given the choices to choose from
running wild and not ready to decide
wearing a suit and a tie
the beggars are roaming the world
the beggars want to own the world
the beggars have sold their soul
for the world
blink and the beggars would have
stolen the world
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Closed Doors
With the lights switched off
you didnt know that
you were smoking more
because it was dark
but as you come out of your night
and those eyes are still
trying to adjust to the light
there are those who are
calling out your name
and with all their cards
closed faced down
they are calling you a wildcard
who has no use in their game
coming out of the dark
and the character certificate
burnt and left with black marks
with backdoor entries closed
to get back into the game
and trying to enter
from the exit door
as they are forcing upon you
a new name called shame
with answers already stringed
to their questions
they call you a wildcard
who has no use in their game
a wildcard who's smoked himself
out of the game
you didnt know that
you were smoking more
because it was dark
but as you come out of your night
and those eyes are still
trying to adjust to the light
there are those who are
calling out your name
and with all their cards
closed faced down
they are calling you a wildcard
who has no use in their game
coming out of the dark
and the character certificate
burnt and left with black marks
with backdoor entries closed
to get back into the game
and trying to enter
from the exit door
as they are forcing upon you
a new name called shame
with answers already stringed
to their questions
they call you a wildcard
who has no use in their game
a wildcard who's smoked himself
out of the game
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Uncovered
As a six year old
when you crapped in your pants
and then hid under the table
as you ran away from the stench
but the stench that has followed you
as you hide away today
and search for answers
on how to be a man
the day when you forgot to lock the door
and were caught down and out of your pants
you didnt know that it would come back to haunt you
as you hide away today
and search for answers
on how to be a man
was only playing catch in the garden
when a broken piece of glass
came and slashed your friends hand
and that day you ran
and you've run far too ahead today
to search for answers
on how to be a man
when you let go off your hand
when you were only trying to make a point
that she would hold on to it tight
but she crossed you out
when she crossed the line
the point got smashed
against the wall
canceled by the line
and now standing stripped and naked
and you know
you are never again going to pretend
to be a man
you are never again going to pretend
to be a man
when you crapped in your pants
and then hid under the table
as you ran away from the stench
but the stench that has followed you
as you hide away today
and search for answers
on how to be a man
the day when you forgot to lock the door
and were caught down and out of your pants
you didnt know that it would come back to haunt you
as you hide away today
and search for answers
on how to be a man
was only playing catch in the garden
when a broken piece of glass
came and slashed your friends hand
and that day you ran
and you've run far too ahead today
to search for answers
on how to be a man
when you let go off your hand
when you were only trying to make a point
that she would hold on to it tight
but she crossed you out
when she crossed the line
the point got smashed
against the wall
canceled by the line
and now standing stripped and naked
and you know
you are never again going to pretend
to be a man
you are never again going to pretend
to be a man
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