Somebody promises themselves they will change and reform their ways again,
Yet in the end it’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks, yet people still try again and again.
The politicians promise they don’t accept bribes, they’ll be totally innocent,
Yet like their predecessors they’re not the saints they seem like again and again.
Genocides are nothing new, people in power say it’s for the greater good over and over.
They say it can’t happen here so we can forget, yet history seems to repeat itself again.
Driving down the long road of life, a careless driver hits a small deer,
A path of hershel lie behind him and each time the driver says they’ll be more careful, again.
Over and over,
Again and again.
Driving down the long road of life, a careless driver hits a small deer,
A path of hershel lie behind him and each time the driver says they’ll be more careful, again.
Lovely. I enjoyed it. Keep writing lil brother . One day you will outdo Gatemouth.