A World That Cant Afford Me
hider in the attic is a frailty
for an antitrust of when the world ends
a new name for genocide
born to fall out of love
beautiful mind says people like to sing and dance
and play house on mad tv
blackmailed by the death threat to yourselves from me
train the world to survive this funeral
in a kama sutra to replace war
society has been torturing me
keep the files on your internet you like
and start it over again with rules to the game
that didnt happen in dress rehearsal
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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