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when joy killed sorrow??????
saturday afternoon and i can't breathe again
back to stepping into traffic
intro the madness
i'd like you to meet my dear friend deciet and his partners deep depression and sadness
good luck and I have always been strangers
and it has never been painless
never impressed never inspired
drink your love away
i spend more time trying to sleep then sleeping
i spend more time trying to eat then eating
ive been at war with the skies
but i don't stop being a soldier cuz i get wounded in battle
hey world
i've had enough of you
no justice no peace
kill john
cuz he's a killjoy
what the fuck are these pills for?
you could'nt get inside my head with a skill saw
sometimes i think of you but i don't call your name
you should come to terms with truth
you can't make me change
if i could i would but i don't know how
you'd always say i was no good but you don't know me now
so watch out
as all these years will quickly pass you by
after all i drown and disappear
i still have'nt flatlined
kill john
cuz he's a killjoy
what the fuck are these pills for?
you could'nt get inside my head with a skill saw
so if you can get a line to hell
on the tin can phone
call all the demons down there and let them know
i ain't comin home
i just need a lil more
time up north
cuz one day i'll quit drinking and she'll come running forth
you can tattoo my hands nostalgia
you can color my grey face red
and i'll hold the lines when it all comes crashing down in your pretty little head
kil john
cuz he's a killjoy
back to stepping into traffic
intro the madness
i'd like you to meet my dear friend deciet and his partners deep depression and sadness
good luck and I have always been strangers
and it has never been painless
never impressed never inspired
drink your love away
i spend more time trying to sleep then sleeping
i spend more time trying to eat then eating
ive been at war with the skies
but i don't stop being a soldier cuz i get wounded in battle
hey world
i've had enough of you
no justice no peace
kill john
cuz he's a killjoy
what the fuck are these pills for?
you could'nt get inside my head with a skill saw
sometimes i think of you but i don't call your name
you should come to terms with truth
you can't make me change
if i could i would but i don't know how
you'd always say i was no good but you don't know me now
so watch out
as all these years will quickly pass you by
after all i drown and disappear
i still have'nt flatlined
kill john
cuz he's a killjoy
what the fuck are these pills for?
you could'nt get inside my head with a skill saw
so if you can get a line to hell
on the tin can phone
call all the demons down there and let them know
i ain't comin home
i just need a lil more
time up north
cuz one day i'll quit drinking and she'll come running forth
you can tattoo my hands nostalgia
you can color my grey face red
and i'll hold the lines when it all comes crashing down in your pretty little head
kil john
cuz he's a killjoy
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