Sunday, October 2, 2011

Down the drain

Let me make this plain
I won't be tied down in chains
If there is nothing to be gained
This is going down the drain.

All this hurt, all this pain,
Blood will spurt, be washed by rain
Tears will fall, like water from the main
And that won't be all...it will happen again.

So let me make this plain
I will be released from these chains
For there have been losses, never gain
This is going down the drain.

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