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told me to put it in my pocket.
Mamma gave me a gun,
and taught me how to cock it.
Mamma screams in the night,
a man scares me senseless.
Mamma and this man fight,
I'm so small and defenseless.
Everything goes quiet,
a heartbeat in my veins.
No sign of a riot,
just the dead man's remains.
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He does not move
He only cries
His personality disapproved
His life drained from his body
His energy sucked out of his soul
He sheds bloody tears
Happiness is his only goal
I feel all the same
I know of all of his pains
I wish I could help
But there is nothing to gain
I wait for a glance of hope
But I've learned to have little trust
Maybe just Maybe
We'll have the luck to turn into small specks of dust
But I look on the bright side
The end will soon be near
Then we can live in peace
In a place where there is nothing to fear
Once we arrive
Our lives turn to a paradise
The sadness and strife disappear
There will be nothing left to agonize
This is if only we manage to be pure
But with all of this to endure, it's just not something to be discussed
I could take a breath and take my life
With just a simple knife thrust
But no, of course not, something stops me
Is it happiness, disappointment, confusion?
No, I realize it's just a mind-boggling illusion
So I drop the knives