Tekst Utworu

I feel like Dostoyevsky Cause I've been working all my life And never seen light Or maybe Joseph Conrad I feel the darkness wrap around Till it's so like underground And the library walls In this house of obscene calls "It's alive!" I have a literary side It only comes out at night And if you get to close I'll bite With every line I write the curse Poetry and When the madman enters left I am a caveman on the hunt From the back the side the front It takes me inside Father made me do it Brother made me do it The system made me do it And I'll do it again! I was raised a Christian boy They sent me to a public school They sat me in the back row It was a marvelous disguise I was just one of the guys And we would smoke out in the parking lot Back there I learned a lot Hit me with your best shot And when I think of all that now Those days seem quite a blur It's as if I never were Like I've always been this age Always waiting on the next page Always praying for my big break I feel like William Blake Staring at the sun Blinded by fiction Father made me do it Brother made me do it The system made me do it And I'll do it again! Here come the kamikaze's Open the windows wide We're going on a ride And we'll linger on the past Though the future's within grasp We're stuck here in the now And it soon becomes the then And this is where we begin The end The end The end The end
Writer(s): Mark Philip Mallman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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