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Blast to the past homing in like a dead missile,
You wanted the explosion but not to forget that beautiful whistle,
the bird's and sunshine so clear like a crystal too blissful,
Ha I wouldn't know a difference from love and a pistol,
This castle so glorious hoarding evil behind its walls,
More or less like a skull with two feet and two arms,
What I see the time before as an untouchable saint,
the reality is that it was slashed gushing out red paint,
Memories can twist where your legs swing,
You make a choice where you are livin' now,
Did you choose a quiet life and a wedding ring,
or the one with graffiti dust and dark influence around,
So whip it like a brainless druggy smoke,
because I'm not sticking around this memorable dismal,
My friends were great but this place is making me choke,
I'm moving on because I need something more abysmal.
- by Ikuo Jinichi |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/21/2014 |
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- Title: New life to love
- Artist: Ikuo Jinichi
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- Date: 04/21/2014
- Tags: life love
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