Wiseguy

in the rear view mirror...i look one thousand times a day remembering where i've been remembering who i've seen oblivious to the obscene your nightmare is my dream still i hear the victims of my crimes...like sirens they scream always later and never goodbye...i'm a wiseguy stalked in the night by a black cadillac i shoot out the tires and the driver... but it always comes back i'm taking prozac as devils and demons ruthlessly attack still i took an oath and made a vow...no turning back mountains of money like sky high smoke stacks still dollars and diamonds can't keep me alive always later and never goodbye...i'm a wiseguy the fortress is falling...my friends are all foes silver and gold turns to graveyards and bones no witness protection like those roaches and rats...darkness in the trunk of that black cadillac jewels turn to junkyards...seven and seven,coicaine cuties,in lounges and bars dumped in a river that runs like rage...shooting star burning too bright always and forever into that cold black night...rest in peace... i'm a wiseguy anthony_beesley@yahoo.com