Another shot of whiskey's burning down my throat
just another dream that's gone up in smoke
I'd like to feed my anger with the taste of thunder
bleeding in the crevice of my burning soul
Every path I choose brings me to a highway
I lost count of al the days feeling this way
driving through the dessert cautious for the vultures
that's picking off the flesh of my dying yesterday
But I would rather die in the moments of broken love
and I would rather drown in the oceans of endless pity
If truth be told I need to say
that I just cant live without your love
Another faceless boy is warming up my bed
just a substitute to fill the spaces up in my head
I'm dancing in the smoke of our burning bridges
that you and I have built to cross our differences
I'm looking at you now standing in the shadows
feeling an emptiness that feeling nothing brings
you hate me for breaking in a million pieces
cause you were never taught to see the bigger picture
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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