Friday, March 2, 2007

Broken glass

I'm sippin water out of a broken glass
no desire to get high,no need for grass
I've got no craving to get sauced or stoned
I'm feeling like a fish thats been boned

the hucksters been sent back on his way
I never did like him or want him to stay
hes got other naive people to fool
hes gonna drown them in their own pool

I'm sippin water out of a broken glass
my veins are ready to explode,they've reached critical mass
I've got no craving to get sauced or stoned
I feel like a king that's just been dethroned

the clowns have been sent away
its manic depression in the middle of may
the verdicts out,its judgement day
sentenced for life,they're gonna put me away

I'm sippin water out of a broken glass
my sea of sorrow now seems so vast
I've been abandoned and left behind,all alone
these sins that've led me here are all my own

the hangman has been sent for,he's almost here
I can feel the noose tighten,I can feel the fear
I'm being released from this mortal hell
but I'm gonna ride straight to heaven,I think I'm gonna be well

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