A Toast
An abberation!
A loner, a ghost,
Here is a toast!
To my madness,
Drink madly, speak loudly...
Here is a toast!
To Those:
That say I am insane,
And all the words I speak is
just in vain.
Here is a toast!
To you my good friend
Who speaks behind the veil.
Who has a heart to speak
Here is a toast!
To an abberation,
I am non-mainstreamed voice
of this generation.
- Ernest Badounts -
i'm feelin' you...
i'm feelin' you think
i'm feelin' you...
i feel your cause, cuz
it's deep and goes deeper still
inside you unsolved mysteries ly alone
prone to be reckoned with..
but how is unknowned to me and you too..
but i'm still feeling you..
i feel your pain,
gained on
mainstreamed highways
getting higher staying higher
i feel that too..
why?
cause
i'm feeling you...
and i'm feelin'you cuz
i'm feelin' it too....
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