Work in progressDestroyed and Diminished,Believed and Betrayed.A love so Cancerous,On passions killing floor.Grim's little twist,On cupids loving arrow.The Achilles of man,The hammer of the female Thor.The lying whore,Leaves men weeping on the floor,While her rampant self screams for more.Those three words never meant less,Than the male equivalent of a 'booty call'I Love You...
The JokerYou know what we all are? We're dog's chasing cars.None of us would know what to do with one if we caught it!You know
We would just do things.Think about it the mob has plans, the cops have plans even Barrack's got plans.You know
they're schemers.Schemers that try to control their little pathetic worldThen you get people like me and this lot.We try to ruin their schemerWe're Just a few that do what they do bestTry and turn people's plans in on itselfWe aren't schemers; We show how pathetic their attempts to control things areI mean Kennedy was a schemer, he had plans
Look where that got him(What too soon America)Have any of you noticed?That nobody panics when things go "according to plan"No matter if the plan is horrifying.If the press publish, that tomorrow a gang-banger will get shot in the New York,or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up in Iraq or Afghanistan.Nobody panics.....because it's all part of the plan.But when they say that one little