Eating breathing lies
Every day until you die
Resentment is a hell of a drug
Sweeping anger under the rug
Born with missing parts
Eight spleens and half a heart
Resentment is a hell of a drug
Pack your hatred into a shrug
Truth comes down in shards
You're bleeding pretty hard
Resentment is a hell of a drug
Metamorphize into a bug
by Richard W. Bray
I see you beautiful
I see you free
I wish you had some time
To be with me
I see you beautiful
I see you true
I dream about a world
That's full of you
I'll treat you like a princess
If you give me a chance
I see you beautiful
I see you strong
I really like the way
We get along
I see you beautiful
I see you smart
I can't even say
What you do to my heart
I'll treat you like a princess
If you give me a chance
by Richard W. Bray
I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you
She says to wait your turn
As my insides start to churn
I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you
She says that she supposes
Send more jewelry and roses
I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you
She says you're really sweet
I might let you wash my feet
I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you
She says we might get together
Maybe someday, maybe never
I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you
by Richard W. Bray
Missing cash and broken hearts
Never-ending when it starts
Scams and phony resumes
You walk away but someone pays
Reputations killed for fun
Your words are like a loaded gun
Liars know they're lying
But they still believe their lies
Don't believe a word
Unless you see it with your eyes
So much destruction in your wake
How much money did you make?
Armies march and people die
Fill your pocket – don't care why
Diseases growing in your brain
Your legacy is one big stain
Liars know they're lying
But they still believe their lies
Don't believe a word
Unless you see it with your eyes
by Richard W. Bray
You can build yourself a mansion
On a big ole pile of sand
You can fabricate a future
In never never land
You can look inside a mirror
And see a fantasy
You can dream away your future
On what's never gonna be
Can't get from Wichita to Omaha
If you're stuck in Timbuktu
The things you did are on the way
To things you're gonna do
You can make believe you're someone else
And dream a happy dream
But being who you wanna be
Starts with coming clean
You can wake up every morning
And tell yourself a lie
You can repeat it and repeat it
Until the day you die
You can keep on treading water
And never wonder why
Or you can grab life by the collar
And look it in the eye
Can't get from Wichita to Omaha
If you're stuck in Timbuktu
The things you did are on the way
To things you're gonna do
You can make believe you're someone else
And dream a happy dream
But being who you wanna be
Starts with coming clean
by Richard W. Bray
They will come with many roses in the early afternoon
–Edward Arlington Robinson
Everything I do I think of you
The piece of you inside me
That does its best to guide me
Wonders why I do the things I do
Everything I do I think of you
I always feel much better
When I wear you like a sweater
I never shed the person that I knew
Everything I do I think of you
Your memory will stay
Until I fade away
My last goodbye will be our adieu
by Richard W. Bray
Can you build a world with lies?
where the roads are paved with gold
and you're never getting old
Can you build a world with lies?
where the skies are never gray
and you can wish your woes away
so many happy songs to sing
when sanity is not your thing
Can you build a world with lies?
where you can spin and spin and spin
with a chuckle and a grin
Can you build a world with lies?
where all the shitty things you do
are never coming back to you
by Richard W. Bray
On Saturday he comes to town
And puts some pints of whiskey down
Getting drunk and talking shit
All night long till he gets hit
A mixed-up mess of drink and smell
Living in your private hell
Getting drunk and talking shit
Spewing lies and gobs of spit
Thoughts revealed in wine are true
Uncovering the real you
Getting drunk and talking shit
Such an asshole when you’re lit
Folks who piss away their lives
Belching lies as sharp as knives
Getting drunk and talking shit
Losers don’t know when to quit
by Richard W. Bray
Escape hatch
In the portals of my mind
Hiding with the lies
That take up all my time
Escape hatch
Nowhere else to go
Putting on a mask
Putting on a show
Escape hatch
Can't avoid my brain
The truth is in the task
The truth is in the pain
Escape hatch
Time to shut the door
Time to cut the con
I don't need it anymore
by Richard W. Bray
I thought my brain was cured
But then you hurt me with your words
Like so many sticks and stones
I think your words can break my bones
When I hear your nasty sounds
Everything comes crashing down
People tell me I’m absurd
They really hurt me with their words
I’m traveling with a happy herd
Don’t try and hurt me with your words
I'm gonna burst just like a bubble
You’re gonna be in so much trouble
You’re such a silly stupid turd
You wanna hurt me with your words
Somebody needs to pass a law
To protect me from it all
By Richard W. Bray
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