load up on guns and free your friends
shes over more then just the dirty word
when the lights are out its dangerous
everyone is stupid and contagious
it wasnt what i thought to be best
and theres the bullet to my chest
its what has alway been and always will tell the end
i forget what it taste like to make you smile
ive found it hard to find
theres the knife from behind
Douglas Palmer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paranoia-21/
