17 fevereiro 2009

You see faces...



Hear it in my spirit

I've seen heroin for myself
On the street so young laying wasted
Enough ain't it enough
Crippled world
I just can't bring myself to see it starting


Tell me how I fear it
I buy prejudice for my health
Is it worth so much when you taste it?
Enough there ain't enough hidden hurt
A time to sell yourself
A time for passing


Spirit

How long?

Spirit


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Spirit

Spirit

How long?

Spirit

How long?

Spirit

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