Psychosis of the Muse
such a secret important word
danced around verbally
conditioning you the way they want
for utmost power
if i had it my way
i would have you ring a bell everytime their secret word
tweaks you out
Jeese
I wonder what the secret word is...
everytime i hear it, i cant help but feel this way
crack a smile and drool
and then get bent out of shape
Not like you owe me anything
cause you don't
but alas
i can't help but care
this is affecting me
and i refuse to tell you
your secret word
Dangerous?
does it make me dangerous...
start reading from the dictionary
and i'll show you dangerous
one secret word
they all sing around for the one
whoever the one is
in a world full of number 2's
we're all number 2
to the one
Obliviousness rocks
unfortunately you can't allow yourself
this ignorance
cause you my friend
are brainwashed
but alas
the villified ignorance speaks for itself
quite an oxymoron paradigm shift riddle
i wonder what the word is
I suppose i'll figure it out
cause my life depends on it
momentary hero
i am making you blind
present you with a riddle to make you smarter
but alas
i can only show you the riddle
i wouldn't be able to tell you
one word
such an intricate word
lost in the matrix of mentally conditioning yourself
when you ough to ring a bell
It's gonna happen now
you will have the desire to puirchase a bell
and ring it
a lot
because of this word
whatever it is....
the psychosis of the muse
another part of society blackmailed
and scapegoated
and used as a weapon
cause we are all number 2
to the one
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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