Saturday, January 3, 2009

Crocodyl Tear

If all the wrongs in the world, were the lyrics of a song,
Would you turn your ears away...
If a prisoner's cries before he dies, were not all lies,
Would you lock the doors and walk away...

If the fabric of your dreams, had a nightmare's frozen gleam
Is there no reason left to sleep,
See the world come to dyin', 'coz of your truth instead of lying,
Would poison to your tongue,be the sweetest thing to keep...

So when the world turns around,
Think of the how you could be the last one there,
So, when the storm comes down on you,
You smile, no fear, 'coz you just dont care...

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