Pirate
By
B.X
I was bad to the bone,
but underneath,
there is a heart,
yes a heart,
that beat's the blood of a Pirate.
I was a Pirate...yes I was...a Pirate....yes I was.
And if it was not for Baloo...
All the things that I could tell you, Papa
Pirate fights...Slashing throats...Hidden flights.
My and how the blood spilled through the nights.
This Pirate!!......Yes, you see this Pirate.
To the main Pirate....
Who wanted fame....
To shackle my freedom....
That caused me pain....
No pain remains.....
Just Dreams of hope....
And how the time goes by....
And how that Pirate made me cry...
Cry Damn near through the nights....
Cry to....
I plan to run away to, the underground.
Life can't be this.
Life just... can't be this.
Even now I wake up screaming.
Behold this Pirate....
Behold this Pirate....
Pirate fights...Slashing throats...Hidden flights
(And if it was not for Baloo?)
Pirate fights...Slashing throats...Hidden flights
(And if it was not for Baloo?)
I still have Pirate Eyes....Pirate Eyes
Oh please rescue my soul soon....