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#acrostic. #fakehate. Nothing to do, bored out my mind. On mornings noon and every night. The town is barren, no soul to be seen. This really is a one man scene. I can not stand this awful place.
J was in bed, a lonely, frigid bead of sweat was running sluggishly down his ashen forehead, by now he's only scarcely remembering the mystifying scenes that were unfolding in the dream plains before...
Rhaspy vocals, tired and worn. Working weekdays, morals torn. Concience broken, almost done. Singing in bars since 21. Needles sting and tablets burning. For heavens door, a man left yearning.
A tired man raised his head, and Saw a tiny bird, singing It was 1973, February, and, It was snowing, blowing A cold breeze across the cold Churchyard, where the tired man Spent his night and...
White lines for sadness and sorrow. Blue pills for never ending joy. No one ever gives a shit. If you're a man or boy. Always the money. It's all for the wealth. You can sniff it or shoot it.
#movement. #emotion. Won't you walk these roads with me. I'll share with you the things I see. The price is high for nothing's free. Cost your soul accordingly. There'll be some trash along the way.
Living lively in the gutter Track suits, placcy bags, Lives full of clutter, Of daytime TV, Fake-gold jewellery, Teenage Mothers, Cig in one hand, Baby in the other, Of drinking, drinking,...
So many bright lights, The city passes by, I cannot see your face, Restless, sleepless is it night. Craving but no money to spare, Pulled out a knife, I hear the sirens blare, Killed someone's wife.
Skipping down the stairs, Living life without a care. Staring back at deaths constant stare. Lungs polluting the air. Over here then over there. Not knowing where. Stuck in the same direction.
She said one hit wouldn't hurt. Instant nirvana while blood spurts. Floating above pain and misery. Found paradise where I can be free. Seconds of bliss made it worthwhile.
When I was young, on my life I swore, To be something different, to be something more. But as I grew older, my dreams were lost, Left cold and helpless to die in the frost.
Too many Vodkas the night before, Wake up in another bed feeling like a whore. Make up smudged around your eyes, Your smile tells a thousand lies. You feel like your in a hamster wheel.
I stand in a dark, dank side street. People running around shouting, others standing and watching, I glance round and see those that watch, with twisted features of despair and hatred.
#OpussWings A steel skyline presses in November cold roosts on the flats The drizzle stings her teenage skin, Lies peppered in her gentle plaits. The buggy holds her special joy.
The moonlight lit up my weary face, Which was filled with disgust and disgrace. I walked at a slow and feeble pace, I was a just a hopeless, lost case.
The things you used to own, now they own you. When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves. It can only take a moment To waste the rest of your life.
I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job.
I lost all hope that day. It was a ritual, like a bully and his friends backing a child into a corner, there I was, alone.
When life gives you lemons, throw them straight back. Your head it does pound; you're under attack. And the world slips away from your reach, this day, You can't get it back; it just wanders away.
Hmmm not sure about this 1, but posting it anyways, lol. Enjoy.