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 Apr 2016
VS aka Jason Cole
I'm a penny on a train rail
I'm a balled up fist of rage
The number of my sorrows
Outnumber all my days
I've got lies in my veins
They rush faster when I smile
And for all the beds I've made
They're now coverin' up my eyes

I'm like dead people
I never got a second chance
And everything I've ever held
Was ripped right from my hands
Love she digs my grave
And hate he guards the hole
I've got five evil women's names
Tattooed 'cross my soul

I went down to the river
Where muddy water freely flows
Drowned my shallow mind
Felt my time-bomb heart explode
Above a storm-train appeared
On cloud-wheels it roared and rolled
I watched the colors spill
As it thrill-killed the last rainbow

Held a dying baby
There was somethin' about  his eyes
Made me feel some kind of feelin'
That cornered me inside
Sometimes I cry out at the moonlight
Just like a wolf out in the cold
Sometimes I pray for the daylight
Sometimes I pray the night unfolds

— The End —