I'm enslaved and roped in.
Living in a prison of pain.
I'm broken.
I shiver as I sit in the rain,
It soaks in.
deliver me from all of the shame
I'm cloaked in .
Rinse repeat.
These wounds might heal. But the pain's skin deep
He was no master. He was crazy. Deranged.
He's creepy, keeping me in the basement.
Chained in a cage.
He's brazen. I'm in a daze, afraid of his face.
I patiently await the day I make my escape.
is it true what they say, that I'm mans best friend?
but not me I'm different. plotting, planning revenge.
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There was an accident at work,
we heard a crack and then a jerk.
A pipeline erupted at the factory and burst
Spraying workers in the face,
the scream of someone had cried
"The chemicals are fuckin toxic.
Now there's blood in my eyes"
The factory skipped maintenance,
low on bucks the cause was Probable.
Now this man is almost dead, gauze in hospitals.
He never saw it coming, the karma creepin in.
It was a saturday and he'd be blind before the week begins.
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Funny how his life played out. no meaning at all,
being disabled, and he'd wind up needing a service dog.
and within a month he made sure his puppy Freddy was trained,
to walk the blind. So now it seems that he's ahead of the game.
but his lifestyle was over, now he's seeing an end
when his dog pulled him in the street, being a friend
cause he knew that his owner john was wicked as fuck,
and the only win, was have him hit buy a bus.
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