Antonio Swider Poet Ballad

Push Me, Pull Me

The angels are screaming
the demons stole the crown
as vengence is needed
across this vapid town
the angels are beaming
the crooked must be found
the vengence proceeded
to bring all of us down.
 
 
The boy, his soul is fleeing
his eyes are cold and grey
the warden is bleeding
today is his last day
can you hear the feelings?
does misery complain?
quatered into seasons
this kids going insane!
 
 
They push and pull against his skull
they all battle for his name
the angels and the demons
are tearing him away.
They push and pull against his skull
as they battle for his name
the angels and the demons, my friend
he'll never be the same.
 
 
They all just want to grab his hand
but there splitting him in two
and the faces looking back at him
try to tell him what is true.
but the truth to all that matters
seems to be so far from you.
 
 
The skies open up apon his body
strewn across a road, suddenly 
his family suddenly explodes.
now he knows, oh he knows
that this just can't be real
but the angels and the demons
tell him he was at the wheel.
 
 
They push and pull against his skull
they all battle for his name
the angels and the demons
are tearing him away.
They push and pull against his skull
as they battle for his name
the angels and the demons, my friend
he'll never be the same.
They push and pull against his skull
they all battle for his name
the angels and the demons
are tearing him away.
They push and pull against his skull
as they battle for his name
the angels and the demons, my friend
he'll never be the same.

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