"The words on the screen reads indicted
The picture's a broken scene.
How tough love feels, it's what you need.
All these removed and reminded
Of a time when this wasn't me,
And we were still the best of friends.
I hope you'll be okay.
We gave our strength
And now we have no choice
The bird has flown the coop
And broke his singing voice
We can't wait for you to change,
We tried...
So, until that day, goodbye...
The time on the bus will remind you
Of what you had and how you lost it all
But you can't say it wasn't your fault
Cause your big mistake was giving up on everyone
And now here you will stay for your crimes committed
You will receive everything"
"There must be some way out of here" said the joker to the thief
'There's too much confusion', I can't get no relief "
Let us not talk falsely now the hour is getting late.
'There's too much confusion', I can't get no relief "
Let us not talk falsely now the hour is getting late.
my grandmother was born in 1917 in Como, MS. She used to tell my family as a child she lived in a plantation house, so since today on my way home I happened to pass through there I thought it would be neat to see the house my grandmother grew up in. The actual farm land that was tied to the house was on a different plot of land though. This is my grandmother's childhood home.
