My days are filled with nothing
So please don't interfere
I haven't got the time
And I'd rather drink the beer
I would get a job
If I could get up out of bed
But it is warm and cozy
Good intentions fill my head
The day of resolutions
Has come and it has past
And surprise, my good intentions
Haven't really last
Put keep on rooting for me
I'll get back there into gear
For if you think about it
There is always next year
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 8:49 AM UTC
Like a spider I build my trap
Oh mere man, you unsuspecting sap
soon I'll have you in you in my lap
No one will no of your mishap
Many clever devises have I
Long brown hair and eyes that lie
Soft curves whisper a low sigh
My web encloses your last cry
Some call it love, I call it greed
This all encompassing deep need
I ask no reason for this deed
But let my own black heart lead
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 8:39 AM UTC