naw
johnny never came…
jane went insane…
she ran so far away…
she even changed her name…
both the first and the sur…
left me for some cur…
i imagine now he lavishes her with gifts
buys her diamonds, pearls, & furs…
so much so that jane forsook her soul
no christmas with family for me…
just the witch and lumps of coal
try and walk a mile in my shoes
had me so poor
i had holes in my soles
but my soul remained intact
i am somewhat damaged by your attacks
but mostly good
learned how to live in the country
but i'm still hood
you didn’t raise my chillun like you should
now i gotta be a villain
i bet you wish i would
just to play pity
and all those MIND games
i am what was left
i lay beneath the remains
blinded by the propaganda of the west
weak to dogs who suckle your chest
Babylon the great whore
you babble on
nothing exceptional
just a bore
my heart would not get stirred
tormented by your snores
like a leper
stigma from sores
plain jane begged me in vain
wish i had a weather vane
for all of those seasons
and the reasons
for the visits that never came
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