An Honest Goodbye
Well, I just found this to be a perfect match for leaving in my case:
Now get up and give in- I’ll crack your knuckles again,
Supplicate and survive this transubstantiation,
And get so mean - I want to know what it means.
(Did you laugh?) You know I did.
(Did you cry?) I couldn’t get it right.
(Did you live?) Always on the edge.
(Did you lie?) Causing such a fright.
(Did you love?) Oh to be forgiven.
(Did you try?) But it wouldn’t be right.
God, it feels like an honest goodbye.
That sick brass boy day dreamin’ -
cry baby convict demon.
Hands so clean -
A sympathetic cold blooded killing machine.
How did you get so mean? - I want to know what it means…
(Did you laugh?) You know I did.
(Did you cry?) I couldn’t get it right.
(Did you live?) Always on the edge.
(Did you lie?) Causing such a fright.
(Did you love?) Oh to be forgiven.
(Did you try?) But it wouldn’t be right.
God, it feels like an honest goodbye.
But the thing is I ain't leaving. I thought it over and with the help of my friends on here I realized it'd be stupid when I've got so much going on for me. So I guess I'll just save this for like, my funeral or something- and I doan wanna think about something that dreary and boring for a long while.
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