Saturday, September 27, 2008


And now your end is near, and so you face your final curtain, your friends you've said you're ill and state your case of which your certain, you've live a life that's fool, you'd traveled each and every live-show and more much more than this you squandered all away. Regrets you had a lot but then again too shy to mention, you did what you had to do, and saw it through, without a flinching, you've planned each chartered course, each careful hop along the gutter and more much more than this you did it your way. Guess there were times, we sure we knew, when we bit off, more than we could crew, but through it all when there was doubt, you ate it up and spit with blood, you faced it all and proud and bold and did it your way. You've lust, you've peed and cried, you'd had your fill, your share of losing and now as tears subside, you'd find it all so shitting, to think you'd did all that, and may you'd say not in a shitty way, oh no, oh no not you, you did it your way. For what is a drunk what has he got, if not penniless then he has not, to say the things he doesn't feels and not the words of one who steals, the records shows he took the blows, that's how you are impaled. YES IT WAS YOUR WAY..... ppp (My own version)

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