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Iím walking down this street
With its ghetto democracy and high-rise hypocrisy.
And Iím hearing what theyíre sayiní
Sayiní Iím strayiní
Societyís frayiní
From these hoodlum games Iíve been playiní 

Iíve been taking bets
Paying debts with my life
Selliní elephants to your sisterís wife.
And after all my wrong doing
I get down on my knees and
Iím prayiní
Praying for the Lordís sweet mercy
On the body and soul of my late bro Percy
Yes, he took a shot
A shot
In the left side
Through that rubbery, far from sugary heart;
Valves that pumped fear and repentance
Through an ionised stream. 

I am the iron man.
Who ainít eva gonna kick that can
Iím never gonna go to that kingdom
Or touch the sky
We all know that an angel with a dirty face Ďní no wings canít fly 

Iím done
Why should I try?
Night and day
My cheeks are molested by these alkaline tears that I cry.
Bruised eye lashes to broken windows
A soul shielded by shattered panes
My cones, my rods they ache;
Photoreceptors with the stamina of fairy cake
From this I take
Nothing
But to say I take nothing is to take something
To take her ring. 

Till death do us part
I am bound to her in matrimony
Stained in marmite and mascarpone.
This night
I get down on my knees and pray
That the Lord will cure my addictions some day.
starz_n_peaches
Written by starz_n_peaches (Little Miss Maxwell)
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