Sunday, November 16, 2008

Troy

Four story house
Gallons of nothing
Drinking it down
Oh so fast

The bullet in my wound
Deep within her womb
Trojan horses lying down
Bowing to the power of doom

Running through the purple faced crowd
Why do they all look the same?
The trenches won’t stop him
He knows where he’s going
He has no limbs

DJFKLQ9
Good luck with everything
I’ve gotta move on
Now the plan is crashing
My soul bleeds inside out
Daddy’s blunt comes to its end
“Light up another one boy”
“Fuck you”

The bullet in my wound
Deep within her womb
Trojan horses lying down
Bowing over to the power of man

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