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the perfect life
the white picket fence kind
the upstanding type
the perfect lie
we've all got demons inside that tear out the pilgrim dressed in white
they stop us from doing whats right
we can only apologize for our meaningless sighs that lack empathy for attempted cries
the perfect life
the perfect lie
he clears his throat and smiles
he washes his hands and walks away
from the only woman he ever loved besides his wife
torn from the hand of his gone father
so sorry to have to let his mother go
brought to life watching her die
he thinks of how he never wanted to kill her more
than when he was watching her sleep
knowing all the while she had betrayed him
so sorry to have to let his mother go
he brings out the meaning in love you to death
the meek will inherit the earth
- by mortimernova |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/20/2008 |
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- Title: secret life of mark bristow
- Artist: mortimernova
- Description: a song by mortimer nova
- Date: 10/20/2008
- Tags: mortimernova lyrics music poem death
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- `Roguey - 10/20/2008
- Ah s**t. You should specify that "mortimer nova" is your band, otherwise you're going to get people like me rating you down 'coz they think you just pasted in someone else's lyrics. Sorry about that. I like it, though i'm a little confused about "brought to life watching her die", is this his birth? I would have gave it a 4 or 5.
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