Wrote this one last night what cha think
You see...
You're the type of person that'd be mentioned enthusiastically
"But where's that guy now?"
"I think he's six feet deep"
I'm the type of person that'd be mentioned only marginally
simply periodically
to advance your state of mind formally
I would hate to extract your fear
"But where is that girl?"
"She's probably drinking a beer."
I could give you peace
You think I'm on my knees,
but when you really look
you see it's true,
I'm praying
So, maybe that God you serve on that pretty tattoo
is with you
sippin' gin and juice in heaven too
NAH...
Maybe you're just sittin' back relaxin'
maxin'
your prepatory action
Distraction
You see...
My hands extract ya' reaction
I could be lax or I could get the jack
that is
if I leave 7-11
and try to make it up to heaven
I see now that I play checkers and you play chess
Or the other way around, you've got to invest
You see...
I play my game over and over again
with a man slain
lain
next to my bare
hangers in my drawer make me wanna' start more
One of these days I think I'll get a back door
Maybe I just have that tragic flaw
I can't stand on the Earth floor without wanting more,
but the tears I cry seep into hells doors
You see...
We remember Lucifer and his friends in his pen
and wonder then,
how his tragic life began
how did it get wasted?
Only because he tasted?
But he's got his own place
that is
below heavens grace
Oh, what a disease became us
VICE
Everything I fought to release in this life
You see...
You can be cool with your new tattoo
in heaven,
but look to your right
What a fight
I'm alive!!
You see...
You're the type of person that'd be mentioned enthusiastically
"But where's that guy now?"
"I think he's six feet deep"
I'm the type of person that'd be mentioned only marginally
simply periodically
to advance your state of mind formally
I would hate to extract your fear
"But where is that girl?"
"She's probably drinking a beer."
I could give you peace
You think I'm on my knees,
but when you really look
you see it's true,
I'm praying
So, maybe that God you serve on that pretty tattoo
is with you
sippin' gin and juice in heaven too
NAH...
Maybe you're just sittin' back relaxin'
maxin'
your prepatory action
Distraction
You see...
My hands extract ya' reaction
I could be lax or I could get the jack
that is
if I leave 7-11
and try to make it up to heaven
I see now that I play checkers and you play chess
Or the other way around, you've got to invest
You see...
I play my game over and over again
with a man slain
lain
next to my bare
hangers in my drawer make me wanna' start more
One of these days I think I'll get a back door
Maybe I just have that tragic flaw
I can't stand on the Earth floor without wanting more,
but the tears I cry seep into hells doors
You see...
We remember Lucifer and his friends in his pen
and wonder then,
how his tragic life began
how did it get wasted?
Only because he tasted?
But he's got his own place
that is
below heavens grace
Oh, what a disease became us
VICE
Everything I fought to release in this life
You see...
You can be cool with your new tattoo
in heaven,
but look to your right
What a fight
I'm alive!!
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piksy:
you stationed at ft gordon?
rainbojane:
Yup sure am