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Babel

you can't see what my eyes see as hopeless as these broken dreams now it comes to me sadistically like a never ending travesty... I'll pay the price a thousand times and still do as I please sanity's never thinking twice malady always knows your vice so vanity never leaves her emptiness a vital key to a hopeless state of mind exposing every fault in me imposing its commodity and you know its just how going to be itching on down the line you know there is no stopping me screwing up constantly but it's not how I wanna be... TIME! after TIME! after TIME! I'll live an eternity in constant adversity it comes to me naturally it's not like I try to be and now ANIMOSITY'S MINE! All MINE! invading all your privacy I always fall from grace and now I'm talking hell of it right up in your face... So how do you like me now? I'm living' up to what you say staying up…all night and day chasing all your dreams away dragging your ass straight down but it's starting to get to me the misery ecstasy the agony irony consumed by insanity a calamity vanity What more can I say? it's all just been a pack of lies the American dream... never alive in passing maybe once or twice the more it makes you fantasize maybe a glimpse of me the wings can free your broken dreams and keep these lies inside do you really know what all this means? on the wing of a broken dream... as HYPOCRISY denies now it's constantly mocking' me performing Lobotomies adultery and sodomy... then walking away an now it has the audacity wanting to "Rapture" me beyond my capacity all broken dreams just a passing phase the words are Intoxicating Vibrant Exhilarating the results always devastating and I never change... this just a little rant I wrote about 20 years ago (minus all the F bombs) and why you don't drugs it's total insanity

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