Fuck I Love Having A Pen and Paper When Ideas Spring
I'm fried. I'm tired. I'm lost. I'm alone.
And all this talk about custody's got to change a kid's tone.
While the winners of authority govern with discriminating thoughts
She cries, he scores, shes pregnant, why not?
And while bombs you drop turn to empty shells
And fill your brain with space and hell
You take the space up with some smoke
Now, exhale, try not to choke.
p.s. the smoke thing is talking about weed not cigarettes just incase you guys werent sure why i said that lol.
And all this talk about custody's got to change a kid's tone.
While the winners of authority govern with discriminating thoughts
She cries, he scores, shes pregnant, why not?
And while bombs you drop turn to empty shells
And fill your brain with space and hell
You take the space up with some smoke
Now, exhale, try not to choke.
p.s. the smoke thing is talking about weed not cigarettes just incase you guys werent sure why i said that lol.