I took a swig as I lie asleep in your casket
Dying for u hoping you’d stay alive for a breath I swore at u
To be inspired by a servant of lust and death
Maybe an insipid vagrant dilemma
But to me completion of a task that was never a struggled path
Sarcasm in my blood levitation in my soul I fly high
Along with the million souls that cried on my grave for
The wannabe the superman of the silly fool network I love being useless
I love playing my broken songs on a my splintered guitar
Don’t u dare tell me you’ll love me so early I’ll leave u like I loved u
Ask for me at the counter and you’ll be convinced I checked out
From this motel the motel of marmalade
This bittersweet symphony written for the brave not for the meek
Stamp on me my fellow spartans I might be strong but not brave
Typing the blabberdash I wrote along the way I wish for ten seconds in a kiss
We’r locked with lips and hips and swaggers of kings
In laughs and smiles and lives that lived too long
The story never ends the tune never stops
But all good things come to an end
And protocol is my suicide note
Saturday, March 31, 2007
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1 comment:
a love note perhaps............
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