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Wooden Box

Jesus comes take me home I just can’t live alone Rama comes take me home The pain has reach my bone God please take me home Don’t want to hurt no more Now that she’s gone There’s nothing to live for I am not religious But I know right from wrong And thought I try to be righteous In hell is where I belong Sell me a piece land Need to get a burial place Get me a wooden box And bury me in disgrace Want to leave this human race No longer can show my face My love vanish in to space And my life become a waste So she broke my heart With out a hint of remorse The happiness I found Is the happiness I lost? But I would never beg Even a dog must have his pride With alcohol and drugs Will kill my self from the inside Give me some cigarettes Want to get cancer in my brain Give me some alcohol I want to drown my pain Mama come bury your son Forgive me what I have done Father goodbye to you I can’t come to heaven too For I can not live Without the love she give This is my purgative So don’t think I’m negative To my brothers, this is the farewell I have love you all, More than I ever tell To all my family, this is the end Thank you for the time that we spend Good bye to all my friends I know some of you really do care But now I’m dead and gone Your memories of me will disappear

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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