life is like a prison
they birth you
in shackles
life is like
well it's such a prison
fuck
that's all i can say
it just is
not that I want out
just yet
(what a mess that makes)
at least i can deal with the warden
his face is just like mine
he smells the same as me
in his pits
outside
on the outside none of us
rightly remember
but we're sure you either live
in the desert
or the oasis
with B-Bub
or the self-appointed president of everything [god]
no chance to start out wet
working your way up
middle-classing
nope
you just stick with his lowness
or his highness
you burn with B-Bub
or go blind looking at JC
so it's not so bad in here
this life prison
shit
at least i can deal with the warden
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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