Wicked Intentions
We’ve all heard of the two roads diverged in a yellow wood
About the one hardly traveled and the other that firmly stood
But how many look to see the path they've took as good
How many look down at the path they’ve chosen and wished they could
change what they have made for themselves
And should that happen how many would?
How many have thought of the woulds and coulds
The should and should nots
How many have lost themselves to a mug shot?
We’ve all got that one shot
That shot to make our own lives trot
Away from us embarrassed of that black spot
That black rot
that left us with a soft spot
for all the planning and plots
against the swats
all across the globe
We’ve all lost touch with our frontal lobes
We need to reflect and recollect on our chosen roads
before we start grabbing our guns to reload
and unload
on those who we blame for goading
us into the trap of life
trust me it wasn’t life that made you grab that knife
and end that life
nothing excuses you from killing another
think about your mother
and trust me violence isn’t they only way to kill each other
bullies, threats and wicked intentions
are all in need of an intervention
lifes how we make it
you better believe it
before you leave your whit
behind with all the decency befit
for human kind
dont you mind
if you fell behind
everyone needs to unwind
but just pick yourself up and be redefined
leave behind
all that crime
one more time
just in time
for you to make a difference in aftertime
come on say a rhyme
dont fall behind
the world needs a civilized mind
lets all join hands
for one grand
good goodbye
About the one hardly traveled and the other that firmly stood
But how many look to see the path they've took as good
How many look down at the path they’ve chosen and wished they could
change what they have made for themselves
And should that happen how many would?
How many have thought of the woulds and coulds
The should and should nots
How many have lost themselves to a mug shot?
We’ve all got that one shot
That shot to make our own lives trot
Away from us embarrassed of that black spot
That black rot
that left us with a soft spot
for all the planning and plots
against the swats
all across the globe
We’ve all lost touch with our frontal lobes
We need to reflect and recollect on our chosen roads
before we start grabbing our guns to reload
and unload
on those who we blame for goading
us into the trap of life
trust me it wasn’t life that made you grab that knife
and end that life
nothing excuses you from killing another
think about your mother
and trust me violence isn’t they only way to kill each other
bullies, threats and wicked intentions
are all in need of an intervention
lifes how we make it
you better believe it
before you leave your whit
behind with all the decency befit
for human kind
dont you mind
if you fell behind
everyone needs to unwind
but just pick yourself up and be redefined
leave behind
all that crime
one more time
just in time
for you to make a difference in aftertime
come on say a rhyme
dont fall behind
the world needs a civilized mind
lets all join hands
for one grand
good goodbye