"Mother, where are you today?
You took a piece of me the day you went away,
No recollection noe the smell of your perfume,
I took a piece of you the day I left the womb.
Brother, put your needles down.
The best thing for you is to leave this awful town.
Pretty soon, you'll have kids to feed.
If you see mother, tell her I can sing.
Please don't worry, I am doing fine.
You're much to busy, to even find the time,
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave,
The boys you left are men you didn't raise.
And daddy, how are you today?
You must be proud of the boys that you have raised.
Your withered heart, and everything its seen,
Your guts and callises, you had kids to feed.
You had kids to feed.
Please don't worry, I am doing fine.
You're much to busy, to even find the time,
So use your chemicals and take this to your grave,
The boys you left are men you didn't raise."
"Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget.."
"Now you wait, like the drug, like the change in the pain it goes on for so long
And oh, how it hurts in the worst way, now that you're gone, it's so wrong, it's so wrong.."
TOUTES LES PHOTOS SONT DE MOI, SAUF LE VIOLON BIENSUR. Je suis fan d'un prisonnier innocent.
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