Chris IS LEGEND

I love where I liveI'll work with whatever you throw at me.

I make plans to break plans. I build things to tear them down.Through crooked teeth and mouthed up ties They spit you up river just like all those lions That walked the banks.Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | ClassifiedsTonight he can’t sleep. And for those dreams haunting past memories are a vacancy. Just move along so slow and who’s hand will he hold To lead him through the voidSo pass that book to him He’ll read it through and through With his eyes closed He can’t escape the collapse of the sun Beneath the blanket of blueSo precious that little taste of perfection And how it was broadcasted Over and over again Love; mans only oppression Simple yet his diseaseIs it worth the addiction said he A billboard of past catastrophes’ It’s a story of soul and sight without seeing. Correct him if he’s wrong for feeling The taste of bliss and how he’s seething.Now prone to heartfelt perception He was given a needle and a gun One a self destroyer And the other a quick way out. What happens in the better day than yesterday What killed the fun.