| A Badge for the Swallowed Man, Please
Put the badge on him It�s all his doing �Abuser� The red echo rises up Now life swallows him, deep Remember when he Stank out the house With his foul breath Fists all curled and itching Forget that slap that stung On your face for years Cheer up, why you look so sad? The red mark is gone, but I still feel it Don�t mention it again, brother Stuff it deep with all the other sad things. It was never, ever about us Only you, you, you ~shalome � 2006 |