Trix

Searching for a way to get things right, just to make things better than they are right now. But if no one is willing to help me then how do I move forward. Young and gifted with nothing but the streets to play in, what would you do if there was no where left to go, would you die or would you steal.

Trix

I take what I wanna
I have no paper
It’s my Trix
A youngs guns fix
For happy

That’s what I am

Papa’s in disguise
He’s left the kids
On the street to play
Do what you wanna
You can’t stop me
I’m always ready to fire

Peace on earth
That’s my bag
One to heavy to carry
Instead I will fight you
For this life we share together
I hope you’re feeling better
Excuse me was that shame

I do what I wanna
Have you got words for me
It’s my Trix
A young guns fix
For happy

Can I eat for dinner

There is no anger on me
Only pressure
Take my hand and feel
Can you live my day one day
Without the word for real
There’s plenty more to steal

The floor is my table
I will lay it for you
Wet with the day
I wait for nightfall
Then take it all from you

I get what I wanna
Even when you stare
It’s my Trix
A young guns fix
For happy

Did you think you’d approve

Yea I’ll take what I wanna
I take you from this place
It’s my Trix
A young guns fix
For happy

Please come home Daddy

Robert M Petrie ©

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