its bite is worse than the dog next door,
bleeding from my heart with everything gone wrong,
courts are messed up and marriages apart,
children are adults and adults are young,
buildings are old and new ones are all wrong,
streets are more safe during the moonlight ,
cemetery is the place to sleep at night when everything has gone,
still seeing the flames in my dreams brings haunted memmories,
world news makes the end sound so close to doom,
with light my heart brings happiness as i battle the past,
minds so screwed up i try to push through,
with time i have learned to just say tommy hackle to everything gone wrong,
and that one word makes me laugh and continue on so when your all beat
like a punching bag full of holes ,
just say tommy hackle and hackle a little you will soon be laughing,
laughing to the end of time.