Can i ever respond to your voice?
i feel so weak, i feel so empty...
In our society
It is normality...
Fuck authority
to hell with these rules...
Why cant they just listen to me
even if they don't understand...
His arm around her waist,
With his studded belt in place...
What do you see in me?
Creativity or blasphemy...
When I'm gone will you miss the way
I stroked your hair at night...
(This poem means a lot to me.. it's for my nan..)
I've known for a while that the end is near...
You cant discover what cant be found, you wont see...
You bring them into this world and take control.
Make a vow and devote yourself...
Foolish misunderstood child,
you've taken a bad path...
See 'em on street corners walking to work
or in dark alleys taking garbage out the back door...
Hey Dad,
It's your little rebel that makes you so mad...