28 January 2008

Sunday Song #4



"Putty"

My expressions always stony

And my body armor grey

But at night I get so lonely

In my body made of clay

Well I never had a mother

I work daily without rest

And I’ve lost so many brothers

Wear my weakness on my chest

I’m a putty (I was born to rumble)

I can’t love no one

I’m a putty (touch me and I crumble)

Cuz my heart is numb


I’m no stranger to the danger

Fighting rangers pays the bill

Though we’re only there to capture

They won’t hesitate to kill

And I can’t love no one…

Because my heart is numb.

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