beggars and choosers

right before the aftermath

i saw where it would end. they said it was an accident

i guess that all depends

on who you talk to and who you know

and where you come from and where - where you go. in your crowd of pushers and users

takers and loosers

beggars and beggars and beggars and choosers. your childhood days are over as you stuff your shirt and say

made a choice it's wrong or right

it's this way i will stay. you'll sell it to your children

you'll sell it to your wife. buying is your business

and selling is your life

it's your life. the vultures are all circling around your?. scavengers

evangalists will get to you some how. your mother and your ex-best friend

letters that you never send. your illegitamate children are coming for you now. they're always dragging you down

it's looking like a showdown

between revenge and in the end you can't defend. can you try to imagine

a story that has no end?

i think you better steal it while you still understand it

and sell it to one of your friends.