| the death of an acrobat |
| swinging like a faggot in the trees picking flowers and running from bees day in day out just dying to shout big boss poo poo says "not" get the fuck up and go go go feel teh pain that i felt twice as much when he delt his sould was black not white like tupak fuck what we think we are your pawns until the last break of dawn let me win please bartender one more gin i cant go on like this I'm not even sure what i miss is it the fun we used to have or is it getting beaten by my drunk ass dad maybe its the time i lost my house because my house was grose oh i know its the time i got attacked by a hoe or all my moms boyfriends just looking for their ends beating me everyday fuck yeah i remember the back alley my home away from home was you I'm sorry i never knew anything of what happened while you were happy i was crapping cant cut myself i just got off the shelf and i will never go back i should learn to get on the right track call me a pussy call me if you want but i am like warrior on the hunt so fuck you and fuck her too oh by the way tie your shoe |