 | In my own words
prison boy came home one day found his love had gone away.
he asked the reason why?i loved you once i loved you twice i could have even been your wife.
you chose a life of crime, prison boy, do your time!
Prison boy went out that night and got himself into a fight.
from his pocket he pulled out a knife and now his sentence starts at life.
he sits in his cell, ringing his bell,
and when they came he was hanging dead with a letter on his bed that said:
dig my grave and dig it deep.
throw rose at my feet.
and if you ever find a prison boy love him true,
because prison boy would die for you! |
This Week's Plan...
the weekend has landed. All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties. I've got 48 hours off from the world, man. I'm gonna blow steam out my head like a screaming kettle, I'm gonna talk cod shit to strangers all night, I'm gonna lose the plot on the dancefloor. The free radicals inside me are freakin', man! Tonight I'm Jip Travolta, I'm Peter Popper, I'm going to never-never land with my chosen family, man. We're gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong eve |
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pizza Music
uprisin, dizstuxshon,tfi TV Show
simpsons Author
dont read Movie
human traffic,football factory,i.d,friday Night Club / Bar
adelphi, sillouette,welly, rhytem room Animals
dog Place
somewere other than home Possession/Thing
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