Jeremey Speaking In Class
her body is like a box
i put myself in
my mind is a machine
of what you tell me
what i see
all your sex dreams
of what i should be
i just want to be me
whats my identity
my body is an expression of an overworked mind
of what i hear and think and see
overwhelmed by everything
could we slow it down
on and on terrified music
terrifying movies
terrifying tragedy
nailed to the grudge
nailed to the bible
nailed to the pseudo science
freeing me
welcome to the new age
welcome your home free
if your alive soo far
its only easy street
pass the buck
and pass go
pass the buck on you way past go
never gonna give it up to you
the monopoly of my shoews
the mad hatter of an oil industry
my horse is getting tired like a dog
i feel the leash on my neck
im a good boy
a good boy
with a leash on my neck leash on my neck
im a good boy
whats with the voodoo doll?
whats with the voodooo
doll
thats someones baby
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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