🎤 All life war ( "Six days war - Colonel Bagshot" modificare)
At the starting of the life,
Yo mamma talks: "My beauty child."
It's only monday.
Some new words you start to speak,
And the truth you'll start to seek,
It's getting mundane.
Tomorrow never comes untill it's too late.
You will be sitting, eating lunch,
And a kid could start to punch.
It's only one day.
You might want to hit him back,
But your eye might be so black.
It's really no way.
Tomorrow never comes untill it's too late.
You wake up to the alarm,
See that gone it has the charm.
It's starting monday.
On your walk, it's dimly lit,
Go to school and be with it,
'Cause it's a long day,
Tomorrow never comes untill it's too late.
The teacher comments on your fit,
You wanna throw them in a pit
You're only fifteen.
You'll feel the shaking of your hand,
Everything is now so bland,
Is there really no way?
Tomorrow never comes untill it's too late.
In the mirror you now stare,
The blue hair river, you can't bare.
You wanna cut it.
The flowing river stares you down,
You're a beaver so you frown,
You must block it.
Tomorrow never comes untill it's too late.
Ain't it funny how you think?
The river's blocked you now can't blink,
This was your choice.
The Tomorrow's come, it is now too late.
The Tomorrow's come, it is now too late.
I think Tomorrow's come, I think it's too late.
Categoria: Gânduri
Toate poeziile autorului: Bogdan ![]()
Data postării: 17 decembrie 2025
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