Get out of Bed?
woke up one mourning
got out bed
went to go forward
went backward instead
tripped on the carpet
as I went out the door
looked at the phone
I just won't call you anymore
I knew I should have never
got out of bed
some things are better
left unsaid
my mother sits at home
cause she's too damn lazy
my brothers and sisters
always drive me crazy
sitting there with the gun to my head
some things are better left unsaid
lying in bed that one night
instead of being loose the tension was tight
I pulled on the rope, instead I let go
I want to take it fast but instead I went slow
I knew I should have never
got out of bed
some things are better
left unsaid
my mother sits at home
cause she's too damn lazy
my brothers and sisters
always drive me crazy
sitting there with the gun to my head
some things are better left unsaid
by
darksideofmeposted on 09/01/2008
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