in a crooked little town
they were lost and never found
i hitched a ride until the coast
to leave behind all of my ghosts
searching for sumthing i couldnt find at home
cant get no job can u spare a dime
just one more hit and i will be fine
i swear to God this be my one last time
when it gets dark in the park
voice in my head will soon be fed
by the vultures that circle round the dead
i never once thought i ever be caught
staring at sidewalks hiding my track marks
i left my friends or did they just leave me
run away before u drown
fallen leaves on the ground...
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Fallen leaves
Posted by hezyHakym at 2:01 AM
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