How Many Times?
You were always putting me down
 Putting me down putting me down
 I was the fool without a crown
Constantly hearing that sound,
Of you putting me down putting me down
 Making me wish I could never be found
 Putting me down putting me down
 Transforming this fool into a clown,
You know the answer can never be found
 Without mutual respect or common ground
 They always hunted you like a hound
 Because they knew you were fooling around,
I just couldn’t get it through my head
 It seemed deep inside that you were dead
 Seemed it was like intimacy you dread
 How many times was I cut and bled?
Life was on a razor’s edge
 Standing on a thirty story ledge
 I still remember when I took the pledge
 To have to hold until the body’s cold,
An acid tongue and fiery temper
 Ripping the clothes right off the emperor
 Casting him into the churning sea
 You got what you want now you’re free.
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That poems got a neat flow of words Doc V.
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