This here is my latest poem. Seriously. It's not polite to laugh. I've been known to write a sweet-ass sonnet from time to time. This here ain't no sonnet but may be something even better. Brought to you now, without the approval and come to think about it the consent of anyone else in the band, I give to you my half of the lyrics to the title track of the upcoming Unknown Soldiers album! Keep in mind Money Shot has equally if not more lines than I do in this tune so the true identity of this song will not be put forward here. His shit's way better than mine anyway...Anyhow, onto the song...
There's a nagging deep down inside me
I can't escape, it's hard to breathe
Reality breeds the nightmares of my sleep
And every waking moment it is all I think about
Wanna lock myself in my room and
DRINK TILL I PASS THE FUCK OUT!
The pounding and porno
And late nights have born no
Solutions. I forego
All rational thought.
Keep pumping and panting
On stained floors I can't bring
My legs up and standing
SELF DIGNITY IS ALL BUT LOST!
Conscience is begging for a quick release
What have I done, please be a dream.
Plead to any God that'll listen to me
But His forsaken torment has been brought upon myself
A line's been crossed and now my thought is
FOR HIM TO GO AND FUCK HIMSELF!
All friendships been severed
The loved ones off better
Not knowing just whether
I'm dead or alive.
Alone I am lost
A bottle the cost
One lifetime is tossed
Time to man up for my crimes
...so that's what I got...please keep in mind that I left out the chorus and all of Money's shit. Just wanted to give you a taste of what's going on in Unknown Soldier land. Don't tell them I told you. Im out.
gII
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