So let's declare it as back

(I'm pulling old tricks out of the hat)

I've tied a knot to a never-ending thought
Composure has become irrelevant; to hell with it

I lie in a coma lost in the aroma

I’ve become fond of the clock; the hands, the numbers… they’re my flock

Your blessings… have dropped like an erection forced down in correction of guilt and sorrow from the affection the turned my thinking cap on…

So what the fuck is going on?

All sanity is gone

Yeah… we used to run red lights

Oh… if you could pick memories like a scab... I wished for harmony a got body bag

(I can’t keep up with this, go and find yourself another place to dine)

There are several meanings to all of this, the bearing walls assist the minimizing hearts

Emotions, emotions; I’m puzzled

Only in these mind-fuck dreams I’m humble but I awake only to stumble, stumble


I've tied a knot to a never-ending thought
Composure has become irrelevant; to hell with it

Four days from now is my 5 year anniversary with this never-ending curse you see?

The purpose lurks form end to end

And your blessings… have dropped like an erection forced down in correction of guilt and sorrow from the affection the turned my thinking cap on…

So what the fuck is going on?

All sanity is gone


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