Bloody War by John Tzikas

 

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