He said tell it to the judge my friend as they drug me away,
Told me that I will burn in Hell for the shit that I say,
I'm itching like a fiend on my way to the grave,
To score another line, to write my thoughts on a page,
The rot is picking apart my memory everyday,
And it won't be long before it gets completely erased,
And my words and all my debt will start to fade,
And you'll be a stranger in my head with a pretty face,
I murdered all the ghosts that were clogging up my mind,
A cavalcade of blood-thirsty demons just waiting to strike,
And I was standing in the middle of their corpses with a grin,
Saying I will never be consumed by your fallacies again,
Those lyrics in your head you could never conjure up,
Buried in your brain dancing on the tip of your tongue,
I think you gave them to me the first time we kissed,
I wrote them down in a note but can't recall where it is,
That woman in the corner has the answers that you seek,
So you better go and ask her now before you can't even speak,
Ask her why the whole world is running and it feels like they left you behind,
Ask her why you feel like your words will save all mankind,
There was a cherry red rose on the hood of your car,
I stole a petal and I glued it onto my guitar,
I know the things that you've lost and I know it's hard,
To shatter people you were and forget the shards.
Tell It To The Judge
Memorial For A Dove
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