Charles Darwin and the Junkie
“CHARLES DARWIN AND THE JUNKIE”
THE NEEDLE SWIMS INTO MY ARM, LIGHTS FIRE IN MY VIENS
AND FOR THAT MOMENTS PLEASURE I TRADE WHAT SOUL REMAINS
NATURE THINS IT’S OWN HITLER TRIED IT TOO
SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST IT AIN’T NOTHING NEW
CHARLES I'M NOT THE STRONGEST BUT I MAY JUST SURVIVE
AND IF I MAKE IT THROUGH THIS HELL IS IT WRONG THAT I'M ALIVE
EVOLUTION WILL NOT SAVE ME NO GOD HOLDS MY HAND
ONLY I CAN HELP ME NOW I THINK YOU’LL UNDERSTAND
THERE’S NO ANGELS FOR ME HERE I’M ALONE TONIGHT
IF I CAN’T BEAT MY DEMONS CHARLES DARWIN YOU WERE RIGHT
I LOOK AROUND FOR HELP THERE’S NO ONE IN SIGHT
SURRENDER COMES TOO EASY I STILL HAVE SOME FIGHT
THE WEAK MAY INHERIT THE EARTH BUT THEY DON’T HAVE IT NOW
SOMEDAY I MAY BELIEVE IF I GET THROUGH SOMEHOW
I HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME I’M IN OVER MY HEAD
I’M FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE AND NOT FAR FROM DEAD
CHARLES DARWIN YES I HEAR YOU I KNOW WHAT YOU SAY
BUT YOU SHOULD RECONSIDER THERE MIGHT BE ANOTHER WAY
AND SHOULD I SLAY MY DEMONS AND SAY HERE’S WHERE I BELONG
CHARLES DARWIN, CHARLES DARWIN, CHARLES DARWIN YOU WERE WRONG
Copyright © Bill Kapac | Year Posted 2023
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