kaboom’s Blog

He sits fists clenched
When he looks up he sees tigers
When he looks inwards he sees disgust
Disgust for a jungle that is alive
A hand-me down false hope that is hard to swallow
When the truth has been realized (truth has been realized)
They’ll destroy you (x2)
So what now adapt and fit in to this [...]

To work with my daddy down in the mines
It was hot in the summer when he said goodbye
And he left me a secret I can no longer hide
Now the only thing here that is welcoming me
Is a cold rainy morning, and a Greyhound bus seat
He just had to come [...]