Tuesday, 22 September 2009

One Woman Army

I've gotta fight 'em all
My Country cannot hold me back
They're going to rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back

And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
And the message coming through my eyes
Says leave it alone

Don't want to blog about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
But not all know about it
From the Queen to the hounds of hell

But if I catch it coming back my way
I've gotta serve it to you
And that isn't what you want to hear
But that's what I'll do
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find my child a home

I'm going to Blogita
Til they give me my own door
I'm going to work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding
Right before the Lord
All the words are going to bleed from me
And I will sing no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me to get a home

(White Stripes - Seven Nation Army, who got it from Audioslave and now Stigmum's borrowed it and played around abit)

I should really try and write my own poetry but everyone else's is so damn good!

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