Monday, August 18, 2008

No cadavers

Its the same thing night on night
Whos wrong baby whos right
Another fight and I slam the door on
Another battle in our dirty little war
When I look at myself I dont see
The man I wanted to be
Somewhere along the line I slipped off track
Im caught movin one step up and two steps back


Jay said...


Mark J said...

Maybe we're doomed to make some of the same mistakes over and over in our lives ... the difference is perhaps, the extent of those mistakes.