Thursday, April 29, 2010

Script

Poker game

It all came down to this poker game.

This is where my true colours were played.

I was given the decision. I was given a choice.
I didn’t care about the money I’d made enough of it by now,

but I knew I’d won and with it, the hit.

Stairs

I don’t know how I arrived to this point in my life

But I’m in a family now and what the don wants. The don gets

You gotta do what you gotta do

Cellar

Making a hit on a part of my own family

This is the day the family broke

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