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TUESDAY, AUGUST 26, 2008 (8:32 AM) Return to Waymos's blog
Concenquence
(I'm feeling contemplative)


Concenquence

Sitting on your front porch now.
Trying to make your way around.
This old life that's got you down.
Take your trip on into town,
And get some alcehol.
To settle your nerves is all.

Can't wait for this party to start.
Girls being naughty gonna break your heart.
You can  fall in love if you get that far.
Even if you did well its not very smart.

Little girl.
That damn near went and fliped your world.
You fell in love with the pixie's breast.
Ripped your heart right out your chest.
She clouds your decisions don't know what is best.
She left you alone there what a mess.

In the store without a care.
Don't know who your friends are, don't know where.
You're drunk and stoned outta your mind.
What a stupid dumbass your gonna do time.

Cops are running.
They chase you they're on your tail.
Don't you have money to make bail.
In the prison where you do time.
Lock and caged inside your mind.

Behind the bars protects from.
The crazy guards want to beat you numb.
In this prison you won't last.
Best by some cigarrets to save your ass.
For hours, they could here your screams.
In the showers, where you had to eat the cream.

Parol has come and your set free.
But nightmares chase you up that tree.
Rope in your hands and the meth in your vains.
If you died now it would be all a shame.
Who would remember the man insane.
As he fell well who's to blame.
Broken heart and broken dreams.
As the man falls out of the tree.

Concenquence, it's all a chain.
Of actions, we arrange.
Pushing us, into the depths of.
Deseption, best watch your step.
Can't see, with out peception.
Guiding you, in the right direction.
To find the cure for your blues.
It was the booze. 
He took to the schools.

The girl, made his world.
Taken from him. 
Now he swears, he's in.
A whirilpool. Swirlis. Of fools.
Now he goes, through the day.
His soul, is his pay.
Out of hell.
And he does yell.
For the one. That loves him so.
Now he goes, on his way.
Jumps out that, tree today.





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Posted Aug 26, 08 by Waymos
This is really a song that I would play the guitar and sang what ever words that would come to mind. Not a poem and probly miss spelled, but I thought I would see how this would do as a blog. If I get enough view, thumbs, or anything good, than I will try to do a video of the song.
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