Cheap roses and sweeties

The falling sky is near upon us
The suffocation is now ahead
Joke like you never have before
Be the only one to support me

Being the only ones to live
It’s getting harder nowadays
My eyes has stopped spinning
Like the wind blowing in the night

Buying cheap roses and sweeties
Licking a lollipop and jumping
Selling my soul for absolutely nothing
Just when I got used to this living

My hair is blowing out with the wind
My dear sweet little wooden heart
Nail it together with rusty nails this time
Being the only one who knows bad jokes

Lifestyle: being true and becoming fun
My fake is nowhere near this envelope
I can’t get it up, I can’t read the letter
Something in this world has gone wrong

Buying cheap roses and sweeties
Licking a lollipop and jumping
Selling my soul for absolutely nothing
Just when I got used to this living

The run down sign says, do not cross
Cross every border, but do not cross this
The run down sign in a desert far away
Make it worth the pain and worth to live

Buying cheap roses and chewing sweets
Licking lollipops and biting my nails
Being sacrificed to a God who doesn’t exist
Making my own way through life today

I’m your nice little neighbour
I’m the quiet one in the corner of a room
Don’t feel any shame for leaving me
I’m used to being left outside, think about that

End

© The Punk Rocker ©

Poem by The Punk Rocker

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