One of those daze
Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2011 7:09 pm
So whats this life about? feel like a fish in barrel I want the fuck out!whats to say? gotta get some pay
before in the ground I lay, for forever and a day!my kids see my name carry on, what name is that?gotta get some
money so they got some where to hang there hat,so that's where its at, not two coins to rub together just about
at the end of my tether.Don't want to go down the wrong road because I know where it end, trying to take the right
that's what I intend.But how to go about it is where the plan goes to shit I just cant see where do I fit,I have
that fog of the mind,there's just some stuff I cant leave behind,try and shake it off!but I must attract
it like a light does a moth,it gets a hold of me! whats it today the wrong words I spoke,that friend I
started to choke or that girl I gave a poke maybe that time I was made the joke,this is something I'm sure
we all go through some more than others!It can seep right too the core,where just waking up becomes a chore
but if you want more its time too become a 9 to 5 whore,deal with it!they say get too work get that pay
getting old and gray until in the dirt you lay ,there's something wrong with this picture,I never had choice
too be at this fixture,it was my mum and dad who concocted the mixture!I have been told pressure creates diamonds
well something went wrong because I'm more like a quartz,common!light as one too I don't where singlets and shorts.
anyway this is some of my thoughts,he is one strange cunt I hear you retort laughing so hard you begin too snort,
but lets be honest you cant do what I do,sit,go to write but there's just nothing coming to you "huh what"
come on you know its true,hold my breathe while you write a line you take too long my face turned blue
I could do this all day long rhyme after rhyme line after line time after time just like the song.
before in the ground I lay, for forever and a day!my kids see my name carry on, what name is that?gotta get some
money so they got some where to hang there hat,so that's where its at, not two coins to rub together just about
at the end of my tether.Don't want to go down the wrong road because I know where it end, trying to take the right
that's what I intend.But how to go about it is where the plan goes to shit I just cant see where do I fit,I have
that fog of the mind,there's just some stuff I cant leave behind,try and shake it off!but I must attract
it like a light does a moth,it gets a hold of me! whats it today the wrong words I spoke,that friend I
started to choke or that girl I gave a poke maybe that time I was made the joke,this is something I'm sure
we all go through some more than others!It can seep right too the core,where just waking up becomes a chore
but if you want more its time too become a 9 to 5 whore,deal with it!they say get too work get that pay
getting old and gray until in the dirt you lay ,there's something wrong with this picture,I never had choice
too be at this fixture,it was my mum and dad who concocted the mixture!I have been told pressure creates diamonds
well something went wrong because I'm more like a quartz,common!light as one too I don't where singlets and shorts.
anyway this is some of my thoughts,he is one strange cunt I hear you retort laughing so hard you begin too snort,
but lets be honest you cant do what I do,sit,go to write but there's just nothing coming to you "huh what"
come on you know its true,hold my breathe while you write a line you take too long my face turned blue
I could do this all day long rhyme after rhyme line after line time after time just like the song.