drew it out to an extent where it went really no concern of yours swinging doors mark the way into saloon bringing whores and cards by the light of the moon watch keeping an eye closesly Could be over way too soon pushed a small sad pair all in flip of the flop odds are looking like its certain doom caught a straight on the river Look of shock slowly fills the room Noone saw it coming Fate weaves her crazy loom slight of hand tricks time and skill do they surely take finger trigger quick on the draw fell blood spill goodness sake watch who you cheat double cross or hustle Both your arms they will break snatched off your feet trouble loss from down on their luck with a stomach ache Rot gut got me feeling green over coals raked For the sake of honor Pistols 30 paces drawn high noon shootout trigger finger muscle over worked too soon first man who jerked pistol out the holster no room search wish you risked no blissful peace gets shattered Pain bolstered shout its all wrong Then here comes the boom fistful of dirt falling into your own swan song lying dead as you smoldered Spirit rise with the evening moon sectioning the spectral being you keep yourself expecting things and yet nobody's mentioning the menacing it brings entitlement lends itself to selfish action embellishment bends the truth while losing traction and in the end it proves for noones satisfaction I'm packing up my hobos bindle been living without shelter long enough I know a schwindle when I see one when all i ever needs a hammock in the summer and some interaction with a heart and soul the first year i was freed started to panic what a bummer matter fact son mark what you know to many people dumb and dumber sad sack spun over there eyes organic wool pretending I feel elated mending the heart I traded probation after I got raided when all I want to do I'd remain faded I'm starting to understand why so many jaded hollow be the body follow in the partly paved path per partial proper pantomime halfway hobo having all of mine final realization took a bit of time hit me while waiting in line methadone clinic or food stamps sign needed to remind people to be inclined to keep a level head hold your temper what was said while you got your phone on speaker yelling at you man is either a cry for help or blatant disregard either way its mad annoying also no way do you fit in that skanky shirt you fat lard and I ain't trying to see nobody's nasty navel yet I.can let alot of shit slide when I'm able still there are things I simply can't abide all my cards on the table its makin me rethink the hand out from our overlords the Government it seem coercing you to move towards undeveloped stagnation staying way below your human potential with no deviation saying to your fellow man judgemental degradation I choose compassion and action I take you at your word for mutual satisfaction yeah I like you was born with rights unalienable somehow forlorned we gave that up for what we thought would hold us stable 2 leg table it turn that we all are able to discern truth from lies right from wrong might be long but narrow is the path I'm on if life is nasty and your baffled take the road less traveled the tangled web of lies around us all needs to be unravelled