I’m Still Sitting

 
Stood my ground did the time, got fucked in the process

I’m tired but the fire is still burning deep inside my soul

Time be told I put myself through the hardship and pain

Plenty I gained but she sure took her toll on my bones

She sure took her toll…

I’ll soon be gone but not forgotten

In stone, sound and words my spirit marches onwards

Tried to make this world a better place and now it’s time for some birthday cake

You never really suffered not like me, you never really plumbed the depths

And now you go crying because you cant afford the luxuries you are accustom to

Fuck that, the hard way 100%, all the way, If I’m suffering now I’m suffering later

Might as well have the whole nine fucking yards of it

Pleasant peasant digging grave

Pleasant present presents nothing but shame

No shame, continual pain, where did it all go wrong?
Obstinacy is the answer