musical poetry



NAMASTE

Whats Killin Him

We left the place leveled at dawn
Breaking rocks in an iron cage
Wasted place, movin on
Skies are burning red with rage...

My lieutenant's 21
Couldn't handle what he had seen
Stood and stared straight at the sun
Didn't care if he was seen...

What's killin him is making him mean..
Whats killin him is makin him mean...

This revolution never ever ends
don't see no need for makin new friends..
all report, you're born to die
Stick a needle in my..stick a needle in my eyes...

don't you hear me cry....



We'll crash the walls in 2012
crucify those that are late
as we get to know ourselves
we'll rediscover how to hate...

whats killin him is makin her mean..
whats killin him is makin her scream...





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