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Village of Bad Water

hundreds of my pictures on his wall take the dog for a walk change my clothes flashin my eyes as i come back out the last child that lived here locked in a room never allowed to go out no thanksgiving supper Set up again by people pretending to be friends no false pretenses hidden agenda of a neighbor lieing to my face again insanity in my headphones the nightmare of the cable box the charade of sex is just lemonaid and i now know desperation how should i feel? when you do this to me the rumors and misunderstandings of such confusion you manipulate and i learn to translate kicked out of my deathbed wake up and be on your way your last dance finaly taking place the days of cliches the protest i dont belong to so you can say what you want to say i'd rather die then let you control me for one more day the world a trap you cant get out of everybody dies and god is the hero and this is how you get real paid selling me the next lie to live everyday i play this game listening intently to find my way out of your corner again going forward in reverse Usual suspects the same faces again you didn't learn anything nothing at all usual suspects same old crime easier to do it the second time after you practice on the life i will be cornered to live absolute control you seek after manipulation of fear for laughter endless chapters of death with no bedside manner cowering behind your alibi cowering behind your alibi such a twisted face behind your mask all the right questions they never asked let me tell you about a village everyone there for their own reasons two sides of every contradiction offer you a decision two choices for one to choose cornered again backing out, both roads always a choice of two evils no path of least resistance we can do this the hard way hurting you more than you meant to cowards acting like little boys the stage is set for your message the stage is set for you to see whose walking behind me living everything i fix the shadow of tomorrow what they do not have to go through anymore my stalker of this life always a step behind me always there to take the blessings ive been denied in front of me is you in front of me i see whats behind me Hindsighting the hunter foreshadowing the wolf hindsight of the hunter foreshadowing the wolf as blind as i am as lost as seem far behind me is you with the life i leave jealous of what i lost again taken away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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