Do not condemn me,
For being in love,
I have lingered beside you,
Till my bones rot in the tearful snow,
...
Fools will be desperate
To tear you down
They burn their crosses
They need your frown
...
I crush a lot,
and burn and cry,
My tapered tongue,
My swollen eyes
...
What's all the commotion
people mov-ing
slow motion
Picking at puzzles
...
Moment to moment
chronic,
We sit at our tables
Say life is ironic,
...
Hard working man
fills father's shoes,
His working week,
His sunday blues,
...
You looser
You spineless jerk,
You haunted my shadow,
Drove me bezerk
...
Crucifying your convictions
about who you are
They want you to be a moth
When you know your a star
...
Creeping cars,
with slowing walks
Smiling teeth,
Yet the lies you talk,
...
The joy of our skin,
Is gods blessing to us
Whoever you ae
Your neer god's cuss
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