Friday, February 22, 2013
What We Do For Fun 07/22/06
I remember being ten
I was so damn happy then
Growing up was not yet old
I had never felt as cold
Sherry's dad was fine back then
She was so cute way back when
Now she's got no one to love
Suicide's a sad man's dove
Jimmy wasn't quite so bad
Until that incident he had
No limbs move, he's trapped in skull
Thoughtfulness so lifeless dull
Maria was abused so much
You'd think she'd find a better crutch
Never really finding love
Can shake belief in what's above
Nothing to feel but a certain high
They know it's killing them, they've already died
Why are these kids all on drugs?
I guess it's what they do for fun.
EDIT: Just to clarify this is brain diarrhea. None of this is true.
I just thought of the rhyme with "what we do for fun" and went from there randomly. This was just a test to see if I could still rhyme ad naseum and randomly.
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