Wednesday, October 10, 2012

it comes around


You can play
All kind of tricks
In the life you live
In the streets you walk

You may get away
Carted cash and goods
Telling some lies
Telling some jokes

You can mix spices
Let the aroma tricks the hunt
Let the hound dogs run
Into the dark wilderness

You can play
All kind of tricks
The end of a day
You will get hooked

The lies and tricks
They will come to haunt you
The payback time will be sorrow
The pain in the fire of hell

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