Misplaced the pennies I saved up to buy me a dream. Lost all the marbles I tried to keep inside of me, But nothing tastes like home And nothing outside can beat my dome.
People in corners tell secrets you don’t want to hear. Liars and truth sayer's speak words like they are diarrhoea. Love’s Angels sing at night and I want to smash them with all my might. **** all the goodness and split open all of the sores. Wounds never heal when you are fighting for the wrong cause.
Rivers always flow; the wind it always blows, But lonely as I am, I’ll never admit to defeat And happy as I am, you’ll never see me in the street. A ghost man with no name, I have no interest in fame. Just give me the money to buy myself out of this job. Just send me the freedom I need to write the stories that I want.
The things we dream in dreams, Are never quite what they seem. Met me a reader who has never written a thing. Wannabee singer; I wrote lyrics, but I could not sing.
Losers lose their mojo; don’t ask me where it goes. Princes in palaces; I want everyone to go! Princes and paupers are all the same when the end comes. Death is the eternal entity and the end of all fun.
Everyone wants to live a life without the struggle and doubt, But life is a razor and we stand on the edge waiting to be taken out. Love is memory I hope to God I never feel again. Continuous rhyming…same ol’ same…