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drdon326 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Feb-18-04 05:48 AM
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2. Hmmmm....
As we move into '92
Still in a room without a view
Whatsoever I've feared has come to life
Whatsoever I've fought off became my life
Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile
Sunspots have faded and now I'm doing time
Cause I fell on black days
Whomsoever I've cured I've sickened now
Whomsoever I've cradled I've put you down
Yes I know my enemies
They're the teachers who taught me to fight me
Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission
Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite
All of which are American dreams
With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E
The finger to the land of the chains
What? The land of the free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy?
And I ain't no communist, and I ain't no socialist
And I ain't no capitalist, and I ain't no imperialist
And I ain't no democrat, I sure ain't no republican either
I only know one party, and that is freedom, I am a patriot
So I walk up on high
And I step to the edge
To see my world below.
And I laugh at myself
As the tears roll down.
'Cause it's the world I know.
I return to find an open door.
Some fucking freak who claims I fathered, by rape, her own son.
I find my wife, I call the cops, this day's work's never done.
The last I heard that freak was purchasing a fucking gun.
It's the little things that kill
Tearing at my brains again
The little things that kill
Sometimes I know, sometimes I rise.
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I cringe, sometimes I live.
Sometimes I walk, sometimes I kneel.
Sometimes I speak of nothing at all.
Sometimes I reach to myself, dear god.
I will stand arms outstretched. Pretend I'm free to roam.
I will make my way through one more day in hell.
How much difference does it make?
I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm.
I'll keep taking punches until their will grows tired.
I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind.
I won't change direction and I won't change my mind.
I'll swallow poison until I grow immune.
I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room.
How much difference...
How much difference does it make?
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
Cause I fell on black days
How would I know that this could be my fate?
Fear is not the end of this!





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