Slow Suicide
By: Ashley Harper
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Description
An up to the minute commentary on the state of The Condition.
Lyrics
Least noted of the artifacts was a little wooden doll. The face was burn from the years of rage, but the smile shown through it all. Your idol worship and your walls of gold, Lord we've climbed too far to fall. It's a hatred bred in the purer years, a seed to conquer all and who's gonna be the first to cast their stone? Yeah who cares who's right when everything is wrong? And as for life and love, and the way it was, all the good times and the bad; all the pain and tears and all those years; here's to all we never had! Girl I was blind now I say goodbye to my excuses and my lies, and for all we know, it's our time to go; It's our sweet slow suicide... That's Life! And as the lights fell and everyone was dead. I couldn't help it there was laughter in my head. All the people were talkin, but I couldn't hear what they said. They just sat and wathed me, they watched me as I bled, and I say... BRIDGE CHORUS
