King of Nothing
I’ll lie to myself
Because I can’t bear to see
Still telling myself
To know this is therapy
Bringing you down
You’re onto my level now
Tying you down
I’m alone and can’t bear to be
It’s in my face
I’m dying for sympathy
Running around
Hiding from these consistencies
Screaming
Over again
Sleeping and dreaming
It’s all the same
Screw all these meanings
Cryptic
I’m just a stupid clown
Subliminal dancing
Sounds
Metaphoric enchanting
Downfall
Follow these words
My pride will enjoy it
Drown
I only want to destroy it
Bow down
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2006
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