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I got pretty mad,lol......mad about having cancer, mad that it knocked me out of a life that, as it turns out, wasn't what I thought it was anyway, mad that women I knew were dyring from cancer, mad that hurricane Katrina took everything my family and I o
A blistering, razor-wired description of ignorance, loss and redemption that lies within the best intentions.
I?m walkin? the straight and narrow
I?m stayin? between the lines
So what if my life don?t fit me
I only know half the time.
I got this thing so down, baby
Don?t you tell me this ain?t right
So what if my soul is itchin?
I got it all locked up tight
So perfectly frozen, there?s no crack in the ice
Baby I got
I got good intentions
Like your good intentions
This calls for some drastic measures
Perform a little surgery
Some part of me?s not trustworthy
Steel cure?s a necessity
Ironic how this turns out, baby,
My life or femininity.
My choices will make or break me
Either way, I guess I?ll be free
You can go ahead and move on
There ain?t nothin? here to see
You think I don?t walk the right road
I know what you sayin? ?bout me
So easy to cast enough stones,
You?d hit me eventually
Yeah, maybe I could use some changes
It crosses my mind sometimes
I?d get after it if only
I wasn?t so damn tired.
You better watch what you wish for
There?s no tellin? what come by