Crashing Down

by The Bi Dude   May 26, 2006


If we all go down together
These sheets are hot red death

You told me
It wasent going to get any easier

It all stops here
The screaming the laughter

The babies are all dead
Thanks to you, I have nothing left, to say

My luck has run out
With you to Mexico

Try to escape in the desert sun
No matter how far you run

I will always find you
Cowering in fear

Somethingâ??s never change
Not what I wanted to hear

These curses carry no weight after repeated use
Our children have come accustomed, to the abuse

That their peers force fed them
Killing them with each word

The screams fade into whispers
Barley audible, above the sound of the crashing waves

Their screams not heard
Daddy wont come to the rescue any more

Heâ??s found his love
At the bottom of the pile

Sold you soul, for a little dollar
Keeps you going, for a while

The blade is cold
Smooth like your face

One day we will tell them the truth
We will break down their walls

Violently pull the rug out
From their little feet

Leave them dangling
No one to grab hold of

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