I came home one night..
he was der looking for a fight...
Chasing dragons with cardboard swords.
The smile on your face...
The flag lies tattered on the floor,
Lost and abandoned, from the war...
Marks I erase like racism I'm as large as a bigot
Groove is my escapism when I'm bubbly I just kick...
With my hands in the pockets of my jeans,
Walking down the road, and yes I know...
None of you believe in me.
And from time to time my dreams were hard to see...
Dont give a shite about your classes
I was barely even there...
Im running
I have no more breath...
Temptation from the start
Deprivation in my heart...
Here are some albums that I really enjoy
I take music quite seriously, it is not a toy...
Youre supposed to feel sorry,
youre supposed to feel bad...
K ind hearted throughout the day
A greeable in every kind of way...