I s e e m
y s e l f there waiting by the
roadside
Laid claim to
nothing but a black bag & the attire I stand
in
NO
xx NAME xx
NO xx
HISTORY
Just a
target on my temple & a hole
in my head
I
couldve been one of
kings.
The shell of
the man I used to be; a monkey in
a man suit
I stan here as
nothing to you - Wind me up & watch me go
Lay down your
guns. Cut me from ear to ear. Eye for an
eye.
The glass is
long gone
broken.
I walk this road
alone
no thanks to you
Load up your six shot
baby. '------------------>>Put it to my head.
Pull the
trigger,
blank I'd figure
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P u t i
t t o m
e
DEAD
