Monday, September 21, 2009

Start Something - 2/3/05

The end of our world is coming.
Fucker, let's go start something.
Tomorrow is too close to today,
It makes everyday feel the same.
If something doesn't just change,
I feel I am gonna fucking break.
Tomorrow can't be the same shit,
Life is intended for us to live.
Demolish this proverbial mold,
This God damned life seems old.
If we fear society and change,
Why do we want to see old age?
We can just die happy and young,
You won't see the change come.
Talk is cheap when it's bland,
Cheaper if you can't talk again.
I won't be tied to this string,
Fucker, let's go start something.

No comments:

Post a Comment