Got caught in the rain chasing your screams
Confused your pain for freedom again so it seems
How many times you gonna die
For that lie?
Keep looking for new holes to hit
More veins to slit
World's eating you alive
You just sit there ready to die
Don't know enough to come out of the rain
No one around anyway to pay
No saviour on these streets tonight
No one to tell you you're just right
Can't help you get out of here
You're stuck and you're end is near
They'll come by for a week or so
And then they'll forget you and your stone
Come out of the rain
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3 comments:
do you put these to music?
Effective rhyme schemes on the past two posts. They could be songs,or parts therof. Whore yourself out as a songwriter and let some shitty singer get all the credit and publicity. It's the Hollywood way.
I probably should, I just don't know how
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