The Beatles Follow

dear mother, this is just survival can't promise your children everything but you won't lie so they can sleep tonight defeat tasted nothing like you said 22 days left till the end of the worldmy legacy was making you a man for a justice i could not change this one voice not to forget fight every fight like you can win an iron fisted champion an iron willed fuck up can anybody tell me why god won't speak to me, why jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas, why death is easier than living you can be almost anything when you're on your fucking knees not today not my son not my family not while walking is still honest and you haven't given up on me...dear shithead this isn't happening the sky is really falling the paint's all made of lead there's asbestos in the walls, hell's coming to rip off the doors to your priveliged heaven do you want to love and feel it you can look but you can't taste it you can reach but you'll never have it we are untouchable, untouchable is something to be