These Times Divide EqualsThe rich man, The fat cat, The ladies in white, The gents in black.These Times Divide Equals
The boys in blue, The girls in pink, The rich politicians, Who aren't paid to think.
The school day bullies, And the ex best friends. The presidents and ministers, who don't care who they offend.
Can string me up, and slit my wrists. Because nobody else, can see it like this.
Beaten black and washed up white. Broken and betrayed. Locked up like a prisoner, Then kicked out like a stray.
Take a look, at the blood that's
UNcommon Sense.We are a hopeless generation, Brought up on dreams, And imagination.UNcommon Sense.
I was a normal boy, Never spoke bad and always behaved. But then I began to grow, And it seemed I also grew out of my ways.
We were never rich, But we were happy with what we got. We were never poor, But we were happy no matter what.
I began to stray the nest, And find and meet new friends. I met alot of people. And on them I began to depend.
My family loved me, Although they never showed it. I know they did, And many a time, I
ability.Escaping was high priority, Overpower authority. He saidability.
“The piano keys are black and white, But they paint a rainbow in your mind.”
I reply,
“That’s a lie. The black and the white, They stay the same, All the silvers and greys, Jet black skies on empty days.”
He exclaimed, “What’s the matter? Do you prefer life or the latter? You seem so upset and filled with regret, I know your minds set, but what you let, Return to your head, What do you want to forget?”
I laugh t
i'm back++my heart seem to beat hard only for you, our eyes lock on each others from the other side of the room. the party on the floor below will not distract us above, as you take my hand, i take your hips, and we show underage love.i'm back++
love parties, on every street. love parties, until the perfect girl i meet. love parties, bring her to me. love parties, sexual debris.
bring me your loving. bring me your smile. bring me your happy days. make my life worth while.
give me your gloved hand, we'll commit to what angels don't understand
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