Daddy never taught me how to treaty a lady
But are you even a women?
Or a girl craving drinks.
Some attention.
For every two for one.
I begin to realize
You could put a man.
In a private recession
So drink up baby
Don't care about
Your dead beat ex's
Just want you on the dance floor
Acting crazy, and reckless
So I can forget about mine
Now it's closing time
You tell me perkins
Is your favorite place to dine
You me tell your favorite book is twilight
Can't believe this the highlight
Of my night
Then your proceed to tell me
How you've lived the high life
Well we have something in common
I grew up on Camels and high life
You say you don't get it
So I ask for the tab
We hop in the car
Should of taken a cab
As I drive the line's I'm dodging weaving
You say pull over
Open the door start heaving
Wipe your mouth
Tell me you've had a wonderful evening
Turn up your favortie song Tik Tok
Ask the arrangement's for sleeping
You say your apartment is tip top
It's just one more block
Now I got this on lock
We get there
As we go up the stairs
You start undressing with out a care
As you lay next to me
I realize I was love sick
I thought you were the remedy
You were straving for attention
I was your recipe
Get up, leave
And try to salvage what's left of me
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Preaching
I start every day
With father forgive me for I have sinned
The next sentence is where is do I begin
I tear up uasually grab a pen
The paper is my confrimation
The punching bag
For all my frustration
Every sentence
Takes me to
A different location
When I'm sick of the complications
I hit the pad
It's like a little vacation
The pledge lied
We're not one nation
Some people get to the front
While other's remain waitin
Thou shalt not hold false idols
Half my friends would sell there soul
For an affliction shirt
And a car title
What happened to thing's that are vital
Love, Friends, and Family
Can it be
With father forgive me for I have sinned
The next sentence is where is do I begin
I tear up uasually grab a pen
The paper is my confrimation
The punching bag
For all my frustration
Every sentence
Takes me to
A different location
When I'm sick of the complications
I hit the pad
It's like a little vacation
The pledge lied
We're not one nation
Some people get to the front
While other's remain waitin
Thou shalt not hold false idols
Half my friends would sell there soul
For an affliction shirt
And a car title
What happened to thing's that are vital
Love, Friends, and Family
Can it be
That this generation has been driven
To insanity
More concerned with vanity
Then life's sanctity
Or am I just mad because I'm broke?
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
10
1 more of 500 bail's I've made at the club
2 more wires I would have been done
3 more minutes I would been on my way
4 uncomfortable steps back
5 seconds of wondering where I am
1 deep pain in my chest
2 times I struggle for breath
3 times I almost crash to the floor
4 times this had happened before
5 was 1 to many
10 reasons I can't keep living like this
2 more wires I would have been done
3 more minutes I would been on my way
4 uncomfortable steps back
5 seconds of wondering where I am
1 deep pain in my chest
2 times I struggle for breath
3 times I almost crash to the floor
4 times this had happened before
5 was 1 to many
10 reasons I can't keep living like this
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