confessions in the wonder circle

December 4, 2007

wind blows cold on my virgin wrist
as i suffer through the prejudice
i never claimed anything but self interest
and today its okay, we’re all doing it

on my iPhone i heard my cousin say
his starving child was dying of AIDS
i told him, “don’t you worry, Zimbabwe.
we only buy product RED these days”

i think i drove home drunk in my car last night
totalled my Land Rover on the traffic light
when i saw my face intact it gave me peace
ain’t no game over till you run out of me’s

sometimes wonder why i got so much to bear
why nobody else has to straighten their hair
can’t figure out why i’m lonely and scared
since i’ll never really have to survive out there

Product(RED)

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