Flashing As The Shaodws Go By

It's only June for a certain time of year.
Maybe wake up, maybe disappear.
If sence is full of nonsence, lets cheer.
I garantee I hate you, everyday my dear.

So I sponsor a man to run a mile.
When it rains I try to stop the smile.
Too many socks are dirty in this pile.
23 hugs takes quite a while.

Listen to the wind, its laughing at you.
14 years til it all comes true.
A pianist whistles til his face is blue.
I've lost the will to complete it too.

Mixing cake til the world has gone dry.
Dancing in the sun til you start to cry.
Asking questions til its only Why?
Living in a coffin until we die.

9 o'clock on a bright new day.
Many years since I had to pray.
All our faces are made from clay.
This is all I had to say.

Welcome To Suburbia

Welcome To Suburbia

Where Mothers Live, Cheated On Or Cheated With.

The Silent Cries Of Suburban Pain. The Delighted Screams Of Shackles And Chain.

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