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somebody told me that life is what you make it
that same guy died at 49 taken before his time
i can't mistake my anger for sadness
when the cancer ate 'em
i blamed it on the world's contaminates
i had to abandon the moments
that no one notices me choking up
hoping that i did my daddy proud
what a stupid maneuver
to use your emotions as a slogan
i know that you can see me now
we long for the days in which the seeds that we raise
will see the world through a gnarly pair of oakley blades
making this music through an amusing amount of mucous is the first step to freedom... get use to it
if i didn't write to prove to you that i'm right
then i would write to prove you right... um yeh.
this poem was wrote to take you on an unfocused float to the moon... hope to see you all there real soon
i stand as a man no more righteous than the next
i rest when i can and dream about success
the stress is unbearable at times
but, if the shoe fits wear it and if the word rhymes good for it.
if you could only see just how much it is i bleed inside
you would get a mop and bucket to sop up all the tears i hide
and i just decided to fight the inner pain
and confide with the poisons in which i hate
blame it on the rain
blame it on the absence of everything
that's good in just. in food we trust
it must be the lettering
'Cause God wouldn't let us slaughter one another for hundreds upon hundreds of dollars...
that's just uncalled for
i sort of see my future in the shine of a quarter
or i just made that up. that's how i do's it
i fornicate with music my wife is not amused with
but, she still supports my habit dagnabbit she's super duper special.
and i hope to see the day in which we pencil our problems as past tense
and eventually rest
inside a nice picket fence
on a bench by a pond
with our beautiful girls
rocking out to this song
busting on a crusty hand drum with my trusty thumb humming rapper tunes. that's my idea of a damn good afternoon.
after you, good sir
let's give them something in which they never would've stood for.