Time To Die
She’s reckless and fearless… She’s more than dangerous
She sirens blaring… She’s blue lights flashing
She’s too damn fast… She’s a bad road rash
She’s a long court case… She’s a gun in your face
She’s got perfect lips… I want to kiss
But my lips whisper this… Instead of kiss
Should I close my eyes… I think it’s time to die
She’s a wheelchair ride… She’s a big black eye
She’s a week in jail… She’s a trip through hell
She’s shattered glass… She’s a pain in my ass
She’s got perfect lips… I want to kiss
But my lips whisper this instead of kiss
Should I close my eyes… I think it’s time to die
She’s willing to try… Any kind of high
She doesn’t need love… Adrenaline is enough
I know if I show fear… She’ll be out of here She’s reckless and fearless… She’s more than dangerous
A Body Fordged In Hell –
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy
A Cosmic Cowboy 