Thursday, October 05, 2006

will i remember writing this?

Imagine
if the same people that owned the tobacco companies
sold the drugs to fight lung cancer

imagine
if the people that owned the radio owned the music store
so all you heard was what they wanted you to buy

the earth chokes and dies
and we all join in
the icarus ride
into the sun
i'll live full throttle
until i'm done
burning out
amongst the faded here
i'm most alive
pissing myself in fear

i'll not go quietly
into the night
i'll not go down
without a fight
these rhymes seems old
and still seems right
the meaning still fits
darkness is defined by light

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