(no subject)
Youth:
Living our lives on sunday night
with only the fear of mondays light
and when the party's over where will you sleep
drunk in a gutter with tears on you cheeks
puking and heaving, on the side of the street
while you curse and you shout at the people you meet
staggering blindly down the sidewalk, you tread
many more nights like that and you'll surely be dead
the needle you used, to take all the pain
has given you something, we call it AIDS
and now your infected, time to rejoice
now death is the only significant choice
your breath smells of liquor, your eyes tell us drugs
you went from good parents, who gave lots of hugs
to a life o rebellion, of parties and beer
and now at only 16, your time draws near
you made the choice, to do what you did
all the drugs and the sex, and unwanted kids
the abortions were many, the lovers were few
now your in a coffin and the times past due
Encouragement:
help me, save me. this immortal...
wishes no longer to fight the fight
captive views on love and hate
prove to me that noones right
drowning in this sea of doubts
its my reccurring nightmare
and im destroyed again
by the same lackluster stare
the lights green, now GO!
theres nothing here for you
paradise lost in a cloud of dust
i've lost the sight too
no more of me or myself
to punctuate the sordid night
and the brightness fades
but bright enought to lose or sight
Living our lives on sunday night
with only the fear of mondays light
and when the party's over where will you sleep
drunk in a gutter with tears on you cheeks
puking and heaving, on the side of the street
while you curse and you shout at the people you meet
staggering blindly down the sidewalk, you tread
many more nights like that and you'll surely be dead
the needle you used, to take all the pain
has given you something, we call it AIDS
and now your infected, time to rejoice
now death is the only significant choice
your breath smells of liquor, your eyes tell us drugs
you went from good parents, who gave lots of hugs
to a life o rebellion, of parties and beer
and now at only 16, your time draws near
you made the choice, to do what you did
all the drugs and the sex, and unwanted kids
the abortions were many, the lovers were few
now your in a coffin and the times past due
Encouragement:
help me, save me. this immortal...
wishes no longer to fight the fight
captive views on love and hate
prove to me that noones right
drowning in this sea of doubts
its my reccurring nightmare
and im destroyed again
by the same lackluster stare
the lights green, now GO!
theres nothing here for you
paradise lost in a cloud of dust
i've lost the sight too
no more of me or myself
to punctuate the sordid night
and the brightness fades
but bright enought to lose or sight