If
I can’t
speak
to you
anymore
Then
who
else is
going to
listen?
There’s
not
many
that
can
tolerate
My
incessant
whining
and
bitching
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
If
I can’t
speak
to you
anymore
Then
who
else is
going to
listen?
There’s
not
many
that
can
tolerate
My
incessant
whining
and
bitching
All
you
do is
bitch
and
moan
And I
listen
with
a sigh
For
you can’t
see what’s
right in
front of
you
Life,
passing
you by
Finally
It’s
time to
put the
pen down
To
stand
up
Dust
myself
off
And
replace
my crown