To kurt
You say yu will try my for a ride
yu say yu will never hide
Ruin me through my pride
Never do i want some one for a guide
The self-destructive narrcisste was her son
though they didn’t find a smoking gun
And the holy gods wont let her grave
he was expendable is what we believe
A dragon and a duck
A whiskey and some buck
A leaper girl for a fuck
I am lame but i can talk
Drapped in red while he bled
My lust and my libido and an empty bed
Yu r dust is my pride
Let the world see how i fly my kite
Yu r god or mine...
A Gun to settle scores and be fine
The shrouded one was with whom we dine
Choice is yu r s not mine
I need either a wife or a monkey
But i would never have both on me
A seamless question that needs answer
Can yu tell me how i deliver
Roby
Caught in the storm of unified dissatisfication. Trying to making things right only to understand that right is not absolute. So herein is my words which dosnt means much and yet i place it down in order to understand how I have been a hypocrite down the line.....
Thursday, January 15, 2009
An alibi
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3 comments:
Man, thats intense...I read your blog properly today...You have some really honest opinions about things... I like that...
Your friend
Radz...
good stuff man ...put sum music in it if u can ..i see the lyrics here ..
Thans Radz...Long time no see...any way i tried to visit u r blog...somehow didnt find it this time....
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