washed away with dirt
There are a lot of things i've tried to forget
There are a lot of times i've tried to forget
Some of the things that i hoped i held dearest
Slipped out in the tidal wave that cleared the waste
Its not my fault its never been so
Sewage chokin my lungs, each day some mo'
I wish to clean...to come out clean
Cleansed of all misdeeds I mean
Misdeeds of thine...mine ignoring
Love to backstab...your back's a' pouring'
Returnin the long due unpaid favor
It's judgement day...every moment i'll savor
Are you my friend the one whom i missed
Or the disguised foe, the one who makes me pissed
Either way it's a tidal wave of vented anger that's to blame
So many things involuntarily sacrificed
Till i wrote these lines to make the burning tamed.
Repeat after me
These lines in each day that comes to be
In all this you will see
What goes on inside me
- diabolic preacher