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DAYTIME CHRISIS

Body functions down to zero,
Not enough material for a hero.
Worms crawl upon my skin,
Please notify my next of kin.
I’m not coming home tonight,
You will have quite a fright.
Laying on the ground,
Making a crying sound,
In a pond of dirty mud,
And you thought I’d make you proud.

The moon shines my chest,
The devil and the king of evil playing chess.
After years, I’m finally at rest,
Things that hurt your mind,
You need to confess.

Rain turns ground to mud,
Bellow me Earth forms a cut.
I slip in with all the blood.
Shouldn’t have taken that last round.
Look at my nails,
Bellow is rust.
If there have only been
Another dope bust.

The moon shines upon my chest,
The devil and the king of evil playing chess.
After years, I’m finally at rest,
Things that hurt your mind,
You need to confess.

Post je objavljen 24.04.2006. u 20:12 sati.