A Lesson Best Learned EarlyA Poem by Vincentanother song i came up with(Verse 1) I'm hanging on the line Between reality and a dream The only guide I have in life Is that nothing is what it seems. We're expected to land on both feet, And sift through the fakes and lies. Put all the faith and trust into something Only to be hung out to dry.
(Chorus 1) I'm calling all the scum Who want to take me down on sight. The traitors and fakes show their colors, You can't win this fight.
(Verse 2) Blinded by the possible gains Over a fragile but priceless bond, The weak-minded and useless Decide that what's there is dead and gone. In this game of push and pull, Only the strong survive. But you can never do anything alone, You need connections to thrive.
(Chorus 2) I'm calling all the scum Who want to take me down on sight. The traitors and fakes show their colors, You can't win this fight. You're spineless and pathetic, A million things that are sad but true. The only thing you deserve in life Is a big F**K YOU.
(Bridge) This is for the stupid F***S who claimed they were my ally, Then ran with their tails between their legs. You're useless and life doesn't need pricks like you.
© 2012 VincentAuthor's Note
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