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Who'se to say, what tomorrow will bring..
Where do we go when we die?
No one really knows.
Do you dream of dying?
Maybe, death isn't so bad..
Like, looking at yourself in the mirror
as you wake up and everything gets clearer,
Hands on the phone, Making a call,
to someone, somewhere, after all,
It's just the person on the other end,
Not like some punk who'se gonna bring it all to an end...
What if life's like a big game,
where every time you turn a corner, nothing's ever the same.
Life shines brighter the closer to death,
but in the palm of your hand is your heart, stained with some blood on the desk.
Check your watch, make sure the time, is before nine,
Or your kid's gonna cry.
Tuck him in, make sure he's safe,
Just in case daddy ain't coming home again...
If I'm to die, I'm going out with a bang,
gonna take you straight to hell, cause thats where its never the same,
Look at me boy, I'm talking to you,
Then he raises his fist, and it bleeds, the hand that hit you.
Nothin's going down, its all in a rush,
a haze of flowers, kept out of the mud.
Now hear me boy, i'll say it again,
Get your hands out of your pockets and start listenin'
It's all just a dream, now wake up, mommy's waitin'
She'll take care of you boy...
Cause you're sleepin'...
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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