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Scapegoat

Contributed by daniel on Friday, 27th December 2002 @ 05:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



sitting silence
sleep won't overcome me
taking in all the complications
this station has put upon me
my conscious is clear
clearly broken down
filling the mold
then breaking on out

a captain barges in, then yells at gunpoint
"who’s in charge here? did you hear me? do you want to die?"
ignorant to the doorman, little does he know it
it will be his last day, one last look in my eyes
the doorman takes his life with swift and ease
appeasement to no one nor protection to me
blood puddles to the floor
the pile heap not human anymore

I don't want to be here, I'm not supposed to be here
scapegoat for law unabided by another man now free

been some years
still sleep is uneasy
dreaming of vengeance
on the unaccused not me
my focus is sharp
sharp now on edge
need to get on out
away from this wedge

court pays unfair penance to what they call a crime
volunteer or jailhouse for a lifetime disregarded
ignorant to all oh I was, circumstances around me
all in the wrong place, wrong time almost retarded
gavel hits the sentence with a choice in mind
both spoken unappealing and no justice I find
haven't found the doorman
but word is out I'm looking for him

I don't want to be here, I'm not supposed to be here
scapegoat for law unabided by another man now free

I never killed the man, they don't believe me
kick me back to the can, won't even see me...




Copyright © daniel ... [ 2002-12-27 17:00:00]
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Re: Scapegoat (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Friday, 27th December 2002 @ 05:21:10 PM AEST
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Oh, wow! scary stuff but it's awesome!! I like... :)
~Dani~


Re: Scapegoat (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Friday, 27th December 2002 @ 05:46:33 PM AEST
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Wow Daniel what visions this one gives...and the sadness of nobody being able to come to your side to help is scary...i see this as something pretty deep within you that isnt worded here in this poem...it's full of life and yet full of fear...thanks for sharing it daniel it's always a pleasure to read your writings...
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.


Re: Scapegoat (User Rating: 1 )
by Damon_Maynard on Friday, 27th December 2002 @ 06:15:04 PM AEST
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Comment Wizard: (write here your "heartfelt" advice, even though you don't understand... you'll sound caring.)

Ahh, Yes Sir, I haven't read this before (from memory) It's cool though, different. Seems a little like sand. What I did was this; kicked the ball to them, and they never gave it back... I guess they still have it, and use it for their own fun and games. Sometimes they are so mean.

Regards.




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