When you've had enough of life
Always promising the moon
While delivering on nothing
And you've seen enough of your loved ones
Suffering, suffering when there's no mend
You've still got one last option
You know, the one you were always saving
You can go out laughin, just to show them
You had the last laugh, in the end
Just go out laughin, (let somebody else
Clean up the mess)
(It's just like Russian Roulette-
Without the Russian)
(Go on, you can do it; don't need
Anybody's lame permissions)
(And before you do, remember to say
Hey, over here, Life: this one's for you)
Yea, you, life; and what you got to say about it?
Cause I'M the grown up now..
(July 7 2011)
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