It’s almost midnight
The end is coming
You’re drinking your tea
(or whatever vice grabs you)
But this night is like no other
Like a thief he comes
And there’s nothing
You can do
Remember your lies boy
Those colluded thoughts
You’ve got debts to pay
And they’ve come due
Surely you knew
This day was approaching
Your sins have accrued
Change your mood
Time is tickin’ dude
And you’re running out of time
Pull up a chair
Watch the show
Your gonna pay for your crime
Maybe spend some hard time
And if you’re not ready…
You better file an extension.
4/15/09
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