Cram Yourself

It's all 'bout you,

strip ya self naked,

no no bare to the bone,

take a look inside,

crawl up underneath,

like a bad dream, tryin' to shake ya self free,

High tide, keeps it real inside,

take advantage, your kind capsize,

play the fools dream...

Love, anger, repels,

your a hidden, but these eyes can tell,

Meet your maker, yeah, one day,

I'll send this on, ya can explain it away.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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