Don'T Do Me
Never offended
nor
rear-ended
neither punched in the face
or sat on a court case
Did not See
My ears never hear
The rope on the ceiling
is when THE DAY I'll DISAPPEAR
Mother Father
Brother Brother
the only ones
that are like no other
God don't like
Retards named Mike
for it was so
I'd be on my own
A lone song long ago
Feed the child
She my daughter
will never even know
The Loser that was her Father
Copyright © Brad Travers | Year Posted 2007
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