Friday, January 28, 2011


Bit off more than you could chew
one time down and you knew
The walls are closing in on you
soon your life will be through

Sometimes i wish i could blur it out
see a match and want to burn it down
watching them rape me without a sound
dont tell me you don't see it now

money is good when your rich
but who's the poor man in the ditch
he took the lying which
one of life's little tricks

tell me money makes you feel good
you dream of gold when you should
just lay it down the best you could
your mind drifts just like wood

take your desence take your family name
take your pay check and take your claim to fame
I just want to feel the taste of pain
no one heard your angel sang

YOu knew to chew but now its through

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