Viva la Rebellion
My brain is shot
My bones are frigid
I’m stacking air miles flying over me
My britches are trembling
My ass is in a hot spot
I got nothing and no one to save me from my head game
My load is light
My heart is heavy
My hands untied
The party’s over
My path is lit
My bars are in the furnace
Tit or tat
I’ll burn you to the ground
I took about five steps back from the mirror Then turned around and took a step out the door I did the grapevine down the hallway Then turned a twirl before I stepped out the door Now if there’s one thing I wish you would kindly Just please remember as you go through your day I only made two steps directed at forward But all the rest still got me going my way
TheSeedSowerz 
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