The Kid
Posted: Tue May 20, 2008 9:52 pm
Im meant to be revising for a biology exam tomorrow, so i wrote this instead.
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He sits at school being told he's bad
Unnapreciative of the life he's had
His look is blank and his smile is grim
A loser and im just like him.
His favourite words are 'hey fuck you'
If you only knew of the shit he's been through
He become something better although
Hes a star while your lonely alone
Dont tell me your going very fast
If you want to be a hero just look into your past
If want to try and see
how it is to be like me
dont ever say it will never be
Onstage is where he can be heard
Everyone hanging on his every word
His private life is not so hard
The alcohol keeps him on guard
He soon became a slow train wreck
Not one of his friend could keep him in check
Caught up by all the light and sounds
Paying for his hookers by the pound
Dont tell me your going very fast
If you want to be a hero just look into your past
If want to try and see
how it is to be like me
dont ever say it will never be
He died a slow and painful death
and witholding his one final breath
He gasped a long and heartfelt charm
What have i done? I've done no harm
His funeral and no one came
rejected by all those who gave him fame
His story is tragic and its grim
Im a loser and I'm just like him
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He sits at school being told he's bad
Unnapreciative of the life he's had
His look is blank and his smile is grim
A loser and im just like him.
His favourite words are 'hey fuck you'
If you only knew of the shit he's been through
He become something better although
Hes a star while your lonely alone
Dont tell me your going very fast
If you want to be a hero just look into your past
If want to try and see
how it is to be like me
dont ever say it will never be
Onstage is where he can be heard
Everyone hanging on his every word
His private life is not so hard
The alcohol keeps him on guard
He soon became a slow train wreck
Not one of his friend could keep him in check
Caught up by all the light and sounds
Paying for his hookers by the pound
Dont tell me your going very fast
If you want to be a hero just look into your past
If want to try and see
how it is to be like me
dont ever say it will never be
He died a slow and painful death
and witholding his one final breath
He gasped a long and heartfelt charm
What have i done? I've done no harm
His funeral and no one came
rejected by all those who gave him fame
His story is tragic and its grim
Im a loser and I'm just like him
