Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Easy Peace

 
I'll be at ease when celebrities cease to speak for me.
I'll be a peace when any information is free.
It's freaky to me.
Quickly we went to weaklings
While enemy's were winking.
 
We've used our time for thinking.
Wake up.
The wounds are stinking.
 
Crucified any muse who's cared,
 life's like musical chairs.
So wisely choose your king, 
the music might be stopping.
I mean,
 we know who killed our pop king.
Just so we keep shopping.
 
It's shocking.
Watching these ships docking.
We've got to stop the shit talking.

 



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