It's Four Thirty
I'm feeling so dirty
So black
I'm under attack
It's Four Thirty One
I feel I'm holding a gun
Cause I killed my soul
This life so void and null
It's Four Thirty Two
Everyday I learn something new
I took a bullet
From a guy with a mullet
It's Four Thirty Three
I wonder if something Is wrong with me
My soul fell to lust
My body started to rust
It's Four Thirty Four
Now I know for sure
I'm the only one I can trust
You are like the dust
So black, So dirty
I'm under a heart attack, So nerdy
It's Four Thirty Five
I'm still alive
It's Four Thirty Six
Wanna see some tricks
Cause I'm the Joker
Not Al Roker
It's Four Thirty Seven
Feeling like Kevin
From Home Alone
Cause I walk on my own
It's Four Thirty Eight
I can feel the Hate
Yes I can relate
To all this Hate
It's Four Thirty Nine
I keep telling myself I'm going to be fine
It's Time to keep knowing
But Time to keep going
The hands are still spinning
The Devil is still grinning
He's a spider and you're stuck
Oh what luck
He's a snake in the grass
Now I know why stuff doesn't las'
It's Five O' One
And you still haven't won
Cause baby I'm the Joker
Not Al Roker
It's Five O' Three
Nothing in this life is free
We learned
And sometimes got burned
Cause this life is fire
Now it's time to retire
You are sour
With such power
It's Five O' Eight
Is this my fate
Cause baby I'm the Joker
Not Al Roker
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My Old Poems (2011)
PoetryJust a compilation of the poems that I wrote in 2011 on my Ipod. I wrote these poems at the time to try and lift my spirit, I knew I needed it then. Enjoy. Become a fan on Facebook if you like it. http://www.facebook.com/Johnhicksbooks :)