Viva la Rebellion
Here’s to all the
Hell if I knows
No goodbye notes
Lost the light
Better when you’re woke
And the storms are cold
And the nights are long
And you’re holding on
And you feel that hurt
And you’re hollow
And you don’t know where to turn
Only heaven knows
The trials I stand
The life I lead
On the path I go
Down on the road
As I trip and fall
And I scrape my knees
As I praise your name
Oh my lord
(Whistle)
I’ve never seen a grown ass man handle all his problems by saying whatever mean hurtful thing that comes out his mouth. It must be difficult for a grown child to contemplate simple concepts like communication and problem solving. I suppose if you’re still behaving like a child when you’re forty-two years old, you must have experience enough head trauma to stunt you for life. A crucial reason to Just Say No. I wonder what it’s like to live in such an impenetrable bubble.
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