Collision Course


I should know better, I should have learned,
case o’ sink or swim.
I know how this ends, I know I’ll get burned,
but I’m jumpin’ in.
Forbidden fruit, what you sow you reap,
I didn’t plan to cheat.
Hanged for a lamb, hanged for a sheep,
a man’s gotta eat.

I can’t help myself: Opened the trojan horse.
I can’t help myself: (Can’t) fight the drivin’ force.
I’m on a

Collision course.

Live for the moment, live for the day,
for tomorrow we may die.
Don’t do as I do, do as I say,
never question why.
Pay your penance, pay your dues,
control and crush your lusts.
Well fuck that “father”, I’ve got some news,
after this we’re eternal dust.

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Should I be called, to absolve my sins,
before the high-and-mighty.
Judged by those who rape, steal and kill
then by God the Almighty.
My head won’t bow, my voice won’t bend,
There’s nothing that I rue.
Je ne regrette rien, rien de rien,
‘cept all I didn’t do./I did it my way too.

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©20.12.2017 Andrew Robert Chapman


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