Saturday, April 18, 2009

took me out

took me out
shot my head
left me down
for the dead
but i got back
and made it home
walked in the door
and then he moaned
its your fault
he cried with a smile
he handed me pills
then left me like a child
playing games
and causing mischief
hurting folks
pink hankerchief
has fun
with others pain
its all just
one big game
and the kids fucked
no friends or fame
nothing cool
absolutely lame
and i think
he's lost his mind
terribly drunk
quite unkind
threatens me
with death
if i breathe
one more breath
trying to say
ill be a criminal
that he'll stop me
before i'm terminal
the crazy fucker
loose off his leash
screaming words
behind me
and now he's got
no foam to spit
glad he's gone
here i sit.

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