The Ballad of Mangled Homeboys
Thursday, October 21st, 2010
I should be more than dead in my new bed
but something happened with me, I’m not dead, I want to be free
come on, let me out, I start to scream and shout
but only the worms can hear my painful dying fear
I’m so alone in my new home
it’s so dark and gloomy, but not very roomy
I don’t feel good like I could





























































