Big Fun
Big Fun
You think it's better
So there you are, nothing's for sure
Nothing's forsaken so you leave us behind
It's the road you've taken
It's all in your letter
And there you were, now it's for sure
A myriad of screams, the way it's so funny
The way she cries, she's going to burn on fire
But now she can dance
Our gods wanted to get her
And now you are the way your supposed to
And the rest of us laugh
Are you a rebel or an Angel who lies?
Irresponsible scream and many eyes
Some call them Heather
And that's what you were Nails painted black
But who am I? Look at us watching
But turning away Passing up Heaven
A myriad of screams
So stand in the circle and pull down your robes
Thoughts of death are chilling
But they laugh anyways
I Love me I Love me
My blood turning grey
Society Society
And so it will Rain
Copyright © Christian Alexander | Year Posted 2019
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