Dumb Questions
Dont you hate those dumb questions
That seem to come at odd times
I would destroy the city bastions
With these unheard chimes
But now i'll have to wait until june
For i cant go on
i wouldnt dream of finshing this tune
Without 15 gone
Just as soon ill be in my swoon
Of the restless depression keeping me in recession
And the feeling could only be healing
My body and mind so i can finally unwind
But ill be eating alone tonight
I wont get on the phone and fight
Its the tone thats not right
To the bone im white
I dont think i could ever express this love
Not even the word does it justice
So ill ask for the help from above
And anything from here will be bonus
Copyright © Casper Chubs | Year Posted 2010
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