Confessions

Confessions

Itâ??s been a long and winding journey but weâ??re finally here tonight,
Picking up the pieces and walking back into the light
And all of the pieces say something so great,
So Iâ??ll read them all too you before it is too late:

â??How can you see right up my nose like open doors?
Seeing the snot I left inside, seems my nose picking went wrong.
How can you feel whatâ??s in my brain like an empty cookie jar?
Holding the small knowledge that I have of the life I lead.:

â??Shake it, shake it, and shake it like a disposable camera,
Come on, get on the floorâ??.
La la la la la, hey mama get on the floor and do your duty,
Hey mama undo you zip quickly.â??

â??What about me there is no hair,
There once was a patch but now thereâ??s nothing there.â??

â??When i find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me speaking words of wisdom
â??Help me peeâ??â??

â??Well I thought i knew poo, thinking it was blue, yes I now canâ??t trust â??cause it was brown and it taught me something elseâ??

^^^ These are my confessions,
Hope you learn your lessons.