PaU # 7214-7822. N.L Jr.


YOU HURT BAD

With this huge stone on my cold chest
Breathing so difficult, eyes crimson red

Thirty six hours and twenty minute days
Sunlight an opition bathing blue moons

Sleep fights a battle between real and reality
My dream wild mares in an electrical scheme

You hurt bad
You hurt bad
Cuts no bleeding
Bleeding no cuts
You hurt bad
Babe ya hurt bad

Drained by life's ill effects reaction time poor
A tasteless menu, mellow wine, tipping well

My destination right up the street seems far
Too close to drive really didn't feel like walking

Sleep fights a battle between real and reality
My dream wild mares in an electrical scheme

You hurt bad
You hurt bad
Cuts no bleeding
Bleeding no cuts
You hurt bad
Babe ya hurt bad



Copyright, Nathaniel London Jr. 2013







Poetry by France England
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Written on 2013-02-16 at 18:25

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