

God's My FriendI know he's there, watching over me If I follow him then I'll be freeGod's My Friend
I ask him questions in my mind open your faith and you will find
A place of comfort A place of hope A place where you and friends will joke
So in the end it's up to you Follow him or you'll be through


Anger For The FightAnger For The FightAnger For The Fight
This feeling eating my pride I know he's weak, he's scared Thinking only makes my heart fade away
He thinks, I'm safe His guardians watch over him me? there is no-one
I am alone I rest here, my blood rushing Waiting for the anger, The anger for the fight


Why Do I?Why do I do things I know will damage me?Why Do I?
My mind is in pain, it needs to be free
My eyes, bloody and clouded, I cannot see
My pride will not let me cry and yet the questions remains
Why Do I?


SpraypaintSprayPaintSpraypaint
Urban colours surrond your surface hiding from the un-wanted ciren
These cans give me craves flowing like multicoloured waves across the man made barrier
My digits are coliured rough here to smooth there my technique doesn't care
Paper and pen, the paint? it all depends Lost in thoughs to the graffiti design
1 can, 2 can in warm pockets loaded for their work The unlimited work of the spraypaint
Thanks again. That's cool.
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~Ed Gardner
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© Squik / Thunder
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© Squik / Thunder
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