Stevie McCabe's Diabolic Blog

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Bully Pulpit

Missing out on all the worth that’s there
looking older when i look in the mirror
Shining bright like a devils postcard
bleeding out like a joshua tree

steaming too much, pushing too hard
hard out like a razor blade she comes and she comes
too much is not enough to get enough
i’ll be ready to get steady when the time is right

My time is nearly up to tell you the truth
my time is your time too i don’t want to die alone
i don’t want to waste your time
your time is your own and i only have time

tweets will reach out when i whisper the word
the bird is the word so far as i’ve heard
far as i’m heard the word is the bomb
I beg your pardon i never promised you a rose garden

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