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Michael Wilson
New member
With all this talk about under-rated,lyric genious's,my blood started boiling so strong that I had to go get my guitar out of hawk and work on a few lyrics of my own.So,I came up with the first couple of verses and hit a wall.I'm still not sure where to go with it...Any ideas?
Blood stains on the front of my jeans
I can't remember,how peculiar it seemsOh,Lord,what have I got myself into this time?
Somethin' just ain't rightMy ol' lady's just a-starin' at me
Lyin' in a pool of blood,how can this be?I slap myself in the face just hopin' it's all a dream
And then it all comes back to me... 