Feedback serenade
I can hear it in the night
Lying in the bed I’ve made
I can feel you through the night
You are howling
Only for me
Ever prowling
Only for me
I am guilty
At least I think
I am filthy
At least I think
Feedback serenade
Dissonant song of hunting
Ringing ears do not fade
Instinct says I should be running
I would be haunted
If I could think
I cannot sleep
If not for drink
Maybe self created
In my own skull
Never dissipated
The howl never dulls
Gene G. McLaughlin 2006
We all got scars
On soul or skin
In churches or bars
We all got sin
In the public eye
Or held within
Raise a glass
Sing a song
Go to mass
Hit the bong
This too shall pass
Before too long
You want redemption?
Not tonight friend
Tonight’s for wine
And vague memories
We all got wars
We all have lost
We all got scores
Of things they cost
Live today
Pray tomorrow
Find a way
To ease the sorrow
Sin not committed
Cannot be repented
The cycle repeated
As He intended
Gene G. McLaughlin 2006
I could tell you it was about love
But it was kind of really about need
I could tell the cop it was an emergency
But it was pretty much about speed
I could tell you I was into Phish
But in truth it was about the weed
I could tell you I work for the love of it
But straight up its really greed
I could tell you a whole lot of shit
But not telling is my creed
Gene G. McLaughlin 2012
BeardedRiffRaff.Blog 