[ Thursday, February 27, 2003 ]
wednsday night... word.here in the box again. again . again.
i wrote a song today, i haven't really written one in a while, and i'm pretty happy with this one. I don't know about the title though.
END TIMES BLUES
It's about the size and shape of hell
Gave birth in the palm of a nightmare
My eyes and mind began to swell
My death in the palm of a nightmare
I don't even know where I am anymore,
All I know is I'm lying on the floor
All those lies shine so bright
Like a laser guided missile
I sold the devil all my rights
So haunted by his sure smile
I don't even know where I am anymore
Everything I am I checked at the door
In the fire, he just looked so small
Hard to believe it was someone
We watched the stars begin to fall
A deep breath in the palm of a shotgun
The waves crashed like glass on the shore
While we watched the darkness from the ocean floor
i might change some of it up a little bit, but then again, i often say that, but i rarely do it.
Escaper [2/27/2003 12:05:00 AM]
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