Kris?
05-12-2005, 12:22 PM
*Her Hands*
Kneeling by her bed
Her hands were clasped
Looking up to God
Kneeling by her bed
Her hands holding her face
Looking away from God
Kneeling by her bed
Her hands held a knife
She cursed God
Kneeling in front of her
Her hands was in his
She thanked God
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*Taitned Candy*
Sweet children walking
Walking down the beach
Playing games with sticks and stones
Throwing back a starfish to save its life
Laughing and dancing
Singing with joy
Then came the grown ups
Wearing mask and passing out candy
The tainted candy
Sick children sleeping
Sleeping in their mother’s arms
Dreaming of playing games with sticks and stones
The starfish saying thank you
Dreams of laughing and dancing
Where they sung with joy and love
Sad mothers crying
Crying for the child they loss
Tainted candy
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*21st*
Body count in the daily news
Murder is the daily chore now
This is the twenty first century
Suicide your ally
Drugs your friend
And sex your parent
Twenty first century romance
Nothing more then abortions
Condoms being the hope for nirvana
Body counts on the daily news
Murder is our daily chore
Lets go rob and call it grace
The twenty first century appeal
Stretching lights from your sports car
A poor dead boy, nothing but a speed bump
This is the twenty first century
With all its romance
With all its promise
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*crazy world*
Every time someone says it’s a crazy world
When something chaotic happens
It is the same story
People stop and think
Look up at the clouds and wonder
What is they did wrong
Its time to grow up now
And realize that it’s not all flowers and butterflies
Build you character in this crazy world
Walk the shoreline and find the shells
Throw one back in the hope to save it
Keep your head in the sky
But its time to wake up and realize
Its not all flowers and butterflies
Bare your arms and rob a bank
Land on the moon
Make your self-known
Kill off the other people
So forget the tranquility
And run to war
Time to realize its not all flowers and butterflies
Save the forest
So the forest can save you
Let a monkey be at home
Pay your taxes
So your government will love you
Give them money for war
Crazy world
No flowers
Crazy world
With nothing but war
Crazy world
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*mange*
I thought I was right for a change
That things were going for the better
But what do I know? Life has the mange
Let me cry soft tears
And I’ll pray to your gods
Let me live my life and maybe I’ll stop casting tares
Raindrops falling and I thought it was washing me
But it was flooding my life setting me apart
Let me be like I once was, and I’ll swear your words I’ll heed
But life has the mange and that is all I know
I don’t promise the world, I don’t hold knowledge
But life has the mange; I’m life’s hoe
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Meh I think its sucky. But hey tell me what you think :) Good or Bad I'd still like to know.
Kneeling by her bed
Her hands were clasped
Looking up to God
Kneeling by her bed
Her hands holding her face
Looking away from God
Kneeling by her bed
Her hands held a knife
She cursed God
Kneeling in front of her
Her hands was in his
She thanked God
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*Taitned Candy*
Sweet children walking
Walking down the beach
Playing games with sticks and stones
Throwing back a starfish to save its life
Laughing and dancing
Singing with joy
Then came the grown ups
Wearing mask and passing out candy
The tainted candy
Sick children sleeping
Sleeping in their mother’s arms
Dreaming of playing games with sticks and stones
The starfish saying thank you
Dreams of laughing and dancing
Where they sung with joy and love
Sad mothers crying
Crying for the child they loss
Tainted candy
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*21st*
Body count in the daily news
Murder is the daily chore now
This is the twenty first century
Suicide your ally
Drugs your friend
And sex your parent
Twenty first century romance
Nothing more then abortions
Condoms being the hope for nirvana
Body counts on the daily news
Murder is our daily chore
Lets go rob and call it grace
The twenty first century appeal
Stretching lights from your sports car
A poor dead boy, nothing but a speed bump
This is the twenty first century
With all its romance
With all its promise
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*crazy world*
Every time someone says it’s a crazy world
When something chaotic happens
It is the same story
People stop and think
Look up at the clouds and wonder
What is they did wrong
Its time to grow up now
And realize that it’s not all flowers and butterflies
Build you character in this crazy world
Walk the shoreline and find the shells
Throw one back in the hope to save it
Keep your head in the sky
But its time to wake up and realize
Its not all flowers and butterflies
Bare your arms and rob a bank
Land on the moon
Make your self-known
Kill off the other people
So forget the tranquility
And run to war
Time to realize its not all flowers and butterflies
Save the forest
So the forest can save you
Let a monkey be at home
Pay your taxes
So your government will love you
Give them money for war
Crazy world
No flowers
Crazy world
With nothing but war
Crazy world
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*mange*
I thought I was right for a change
That things were going for the better
But what do I know? Life has the mange
Let me cry soft tears
And I’ll pray to your gods
Let me live my life and maybe I’ll stop casting tares
Raindrops falling and I thought it was washing me
But it was flooding my life setting me apart
Let me be like I once was, and I’ll swear your words I’ll heed
But life has the mange and that is all I know
I don’t promise the world, I don’t hold knowledge
But life has the mange; I’m life’s hoe
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meh I think its sucky. But hey tell me what you think :) Good or Bad I'd still like to know.