drop shock roll get up and silence the motherfucker with the gun
firing randomly into no place his noise is a bother
break his arms and legs and let him crawl over a field of razor blades
this is how i get the dead moving
slowly
covered in time it drives this change all over the raod
tell me
had you a feeling
crawling on my knees i had a breath
but somebody took it away
whip driving forces struggle against my inner defiant child
it wants reasons
i want a fuckin heart beat
it asks and asks why the circle is broken
i condemned it in unsung phrases while i reached out to touch it slowly
it blames me
and in response i have one thing to say
dont't ever say forever
because whatever you do it's never enough
© 2006 whisperer
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