Apr 04, 2004 00:26
don't look back
all you'll see
are the chances that you blew
one by one
losing track
of the time
but you won't bury this hatchet
from the top
all you'll see
are the bodies strewn
all about your feet
they were once
high as you
so are you going to jump now?
all you wanted
was to be the king
but i won't play third string
don't come back
not for me
any day now
we'll be overrun
don't play dumb
not with me
because i see right through you