-KAHIL GIBAN
THURSDAY JANUARY 21
this day. this day
this day-
this day
was bad
was sad
was depressingly real.
this day was bad. and sad.
and, really mine.
this day
was terrible,
or was it? i'll never see it again.
this day
was awful,
or was it necessary? and i'll never live
this day
twice.
no matter what i do.
this day. this day.
is now night. and ending.
One more murder in this town
Don't mean a thing, you get accustomed
To the sound
One more murder in this town
Just block off the street and wrap
the 'Crime Scene' Tape around
*Hosanna, hosanna!*
I can't feel a thing at all
*Hosanna, hosanna!*
I can't feel a thing
I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing at all
I can't feel a thing
I said I can't feel a thing!
Saturday night
You call them out
Parking lot
I think I'll come about
Feel the terrors
Trigger you to Hell
Plead and beg
For sympathy
"Take the car -- I got a family!"
Here alive
And only sentiment
life is now or never. forever
and ever.
forever
never comes around
- it never says to me "i'm coming"
it won't ever say, "i'm here"
forever and ever. today.
and, ill never see it again
so, i will never cry for it or over it again.
so, no one's gonna cry for me. no matter what i do
just do it. now. today. tonight. tomorrow. now.
no matter what i do,
beeettttttttteeeeeeeerrrr thaaaaan ezzzzzzraaaaaaa on the bloooog
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ReplyDeleteto seeing for the very first time.
to blindness as white as
good righteous women
((funny word varification for above = GRACE)
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