The Fool

Bleeding for you without knowing why Looking at you with jewled eyes crossed What is this voilatal vital need I cant sleep This craving kills As i am being slowly dug out of the ground All that healing gambled with No wonder the mirror wont show me who i really am What could u see? A dramatic fool drowning in his own orifices Why am i here? What madness makes me, unmakes me What a totaled world im from What grandois pplots of escape all smothered by loves feathery ball and chain Living this lie each day Wearing my 1000 pound armor Living no longer wanting just to exist Made enraged upon the steps of this cosumerist temple that is america Freedom a term utilized repetively double talked as they flood the population with the worst of drugs And i cant look at my own eyes so how can i look into yours