BIG BUTCH BARKS BACK


Created for some of the more raw and painful aspects of growing up different. Sometimes angry, sometimes funny, always honest. Sometimes, the language is very harsh because pain is not gentle.

I am determined to chronicle all aspects of living with absolute candor and genuineness. It allows a connection with others at a deep soul level because they see that you understand their struggles when you reveal your own. If you are offended by cursing or expect the beauty you see on my other blog, Whisper Creek, then you may want to avoid this one. This is the very human side of me, the one God plainly sees. It is the part that God is healing. Let that be my witness.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Landin' in my Lap




Wake up every mornin', my stomach in my throat
tryin' to keep going, don't want to give up hope
my wheels keep spinnin', am I goin' anywhere?
Does anybody hear me, my heart's in disrepair.


Same ol' sh*t all the day long
workin' for a penny, workin' for a song
can't pay the bills though they gots to get paid
how I'm gonna pay them, I already prayed.

Not trying to do wrong, just wanna do right
but I'm tired of this battle, I'm tired of this fight
A promise ain't a promise when it ain't f*ckin' kept
leavin' me with all this sh*t deeply in debt.

I stood with you throughout it all, you didn't give a sh*t
I took it til you walked away, til you done went up and quit
And so it lands in my lap, all this crap you left behind
how I'm gonna do it, on a dollar and a dime?

Doin' all I can, gonna give it a go
is it gonna work, how the hell do I know?
but I know I'm gonna try, can't give up on it too soon
but sometimes I wanna say, what the hell, f*ck the moon.



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