Insanity
you wouldnt believe where i live
on screen
in the back of my mind the phone rings
jail beat
wont take the hint and berat off
i live in the back of my mind
loser loser loser
loser
fairytale nightmare
doggy diaper
sweet love of pride
picking up after your mascot
your mascot
if only i could be bacon
bacon
bacon
in the back of this mind
where it rains all the time
i think im alive
we argue all the time
no were not split just individual
get him in trouble im sure
weve never met but seen eachother in the mirror
confused by what may be two different world
three envelopes for their chain letter
i cant remember what they said
or the day they would do it
who would illustrate it
never mind
surrender
back to the psudo scene of make believe
maybe i can get the hang of there beiong a few of me in my head
the group meetings in muy head
calming the crowd
of people ive nevrer met before
the ones i dont see
is your dog wearing a wire
speakerphone for pets
is this as good as it gets
the reality of blue moons
blue moons
and sunsets
the message in the sands we try to unravel
the truth of our own beliefs we deny
makes sense
dont know the truth yet
but when i do
ill do anything to scdramble away from it
cover it up
cover it
like a bat out of hell
message in the sands of the world around us
metaphors of skies and quicksands
covered up, covered up
reality upset the moon of the blue son that set the hour
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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