Wedding blues (Unfinished)
Let's just say I do and have a beautiful wedding
and the life memory to say we did it
lets fib and pretend that we're pretty,
on fleek
like our roses don't stank
cause we gassed up on stankonia
let's walk down the aisle in smile
showing off our pearly whites
to those who know our best
the real trial is making them think we'll last a while
See we were born generation x
with the net-indos and play station
where imagination
included playing house
always a mom and dad. even if someone had to pretend
to on their end to be
an opposite
and flip their sexual preference
Our reference was the Disney Channels
and the story books
rather than
the realities of the beings we know
but the faih in leaping over the broom
with groom
has declined so that even Disney
knows better than to show
mom and dad
In the same room
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