Steven Harris Poems

All locked up inside
i don't remember the night before
maybe i should do the same again
maybe i can open the door
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let everything come through
let everything spill out to the page
let the pen do all the work
let everything come out
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not dealing with poeple anymore
women i'm done
fed up looking for you
fed up talking to you
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Walking around the streets at night
after a long night of partying
you see it all
your eyes become awakend
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This is going to be a short one today
not because i cant think
oh no, not because i cant think
it's going to be a short for one reason
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Know the enemy
always know whos pulling the strings
and the wool over your eyes
always know whos telling you lies
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My head right now is full with ideas
i dont know what to do with them
shall i write about tears
or the drunk with his beers
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The Braunstone Estate
the rumours they flow
all the people says it's a no go
you tell them where your from
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Today was anouther day
it dominates the news
today was just anouther day
that the human race destroys it's own.
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I look around at the town at night
walk the damp dark streets
seeing all the penniless drunk roam
nobody there to ask for change
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