The Bands Broke (The Land Of Sand)

I Can’t Help It, If You Shake Me To Tears
This Has No Meaning At All, If It Has, It’s Small
I Can’t Hear You If You Call My Name
Because I’m Drowned In The Shame I Caused
You Certainly Think This Is Really Lame
But Everything Were Fine, Until You Came
I Just Can’t Make It Seem Right, Not Tonight
Maybe It’s The Light Of Your Flashlight
If It Is, It Blinds Me And I Can’t See
So Please, Do Turn It Off, That’s The Least
That You Can Do For Me Now, Man This Is Strange
But As I Went Out I Got Tied With A Rope
And That’s Not Something Nice
I Know That You Got To Have Super Size
So That Your Food Gets Eaten By Mice
I’m So Sick Of Being Your Slave
Who You Locks Into A Cave
And Then You Tell Everyone That I’m Gone
And No One Goes There To Get Me Saved
This Is Soon Said And Done, When I See The Moon
And When I Wakes Up At Noon, I’ll Get Sick
Because The First Thing I’ll See, Is You
And You Are Staring Down On Me
Well, That’s Not The Way It Should Be
You Shouldn’t Try To Come Back To My Knee
And Sit On My Lap, If You Do, I’ll Give You A Map
And Then Give You A Cap, And I’ll Say
Go To That Place Where It’s Warm, If You May
Then I’ll Put Your Hands To Your Head
And You’ll Wonder Off Into The Land Made Out Of Sand
And I’ll Never See You Again, Broken Is The Band
It Broke, When You Entered The Land Built With Sand

End

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*You can choose between the two titles in the beginning*

Poem by The Punk Rocker

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