Bloody War

Another year older

Slightly battered, ripped

And torn, good intentions

Left ignored keeping the peace

Is something I’m not known for

My life is bloody bloody

Bloody war,

trapped between people trying

To settle old scores,

getting rich off  mob

Mentality  proceeds, I’m slipping

In through the back door, the back door

Enter at your own risk, always leave

Them wanting more, always leave them

Wanting more, just come in through the

Back door, come in through the back door

We will leave a light on, to finish your chores

What was winning it all like before

Waking up, going over the same routines

Until you cried in your sleeves or wet your

Hand me down jeans, just to make it on

The scene with all the teenage drama queens

Gretzky missed 100% of the shots

He didn’t take, burning the competition

At the stake, leaving the away teams

To prepare for agonizing heartbreak, quit your

Job at the candy store this is bloody war