martes, 2 de septiembre de 2008

Jimmy

Jimmy


It's just crazy, how many people try to hold on

But since there is no use for it, they're gone

Live a day in a life, the last day they have

But everything's the same; it's crazy, it's mad

 

No "goodbye", no "so long" just a simple "take care"

This person's bleeding inside, but they aren't aware

They get poisoned by drinks, thinking nothing is real

Yeah, it's crazy, 'cause it's not their life they steal

 

So he bleeds and then waits, maybe someone will come

But then, he remembers, "I'm nothing but scum"

His eyes to the ground, dragin' with'em self-esteem

Two steps, a dark place, and then nothing but screams

 

Now they see with their eyes, they all see... but one

'cause what's in Jimmy's hand, is in fact, a gun

And all the drunks stare, perfectly standing still

Not a word 'cause they know, it was their madness who made him ill

 

Then every eye hits the spot, it is Jimmy who speaks

He tries to say his last words, smiling as he bleeds

"If this is what it takes to make you open your eyes,

Then so be it". Jimmy faints, and dies.

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