Wooden box

Written by: kasim ishmael

Jesus comes take me home
I just can’t live alone
Rama comes take me home
The pain has reach my bone

God please take me home
Don’t want to hurt no more
Now that she’s gone
There’s nothing to live for

I am not religious
But I know right from wrong
And thought I try to be righteous
In hell is where I belong

Sell me a piece land
Need to get a burial place
Get me a wooden box
And bury me in disgrace

Want to leave this human race
No longer can show my face
My love vanish in to space
And my life become a waste

So she broke my heart
With out a hint of remorse
The happiness I found
Is the happiness I lost?

But I would never beg
Even a dog must have his pride
With alcohol and drugs
Will kill my self from the inside

Give me some cigarettes
Want to get cancer in my brain
Give me some alcohol
I want to drown my pain

Mama come bury your son
Forgive me what I have done
Father goodbye to you
I can’t come to heaven too

For I can not live
Without the love she give
This is my purgative
So don’t think I’m negative

To my brothers, this is the farewell
I have love you all, More than I ever tell
To all my family, this is the end
Thank you for the time that we spend

Good bye to all my friends
I know some of you really do care
But now I’m dead and gone
Your memories of me will disappear