The Path To a Massive Collapse
I'm on the path to a massive collapse like the NASDAQ
I never asked for your lack of compassion so you can have it back
and love is just a mask that we wear when we act tragedies
just as fast as it happens you're snapped back to reality
trapped by your past as you battle morality
it was bad while it lasted
always in the aftermath of disaster
like back when I smashed the gas and crashed through that house with the hatchback
and after that, if only to add to the excitement
I was snatched by a task force and slapped with a stack of indictments
I've basked in my doubts and the shadows it casts
on the reality of happily ever after,
if or when exactly it's supposed to happen
and after I've passed into ashes, my name scratched in epitaph
if, in fact, there's an afterlife- will it have me?
if this all an elaborate test did I pass, though I acted badly?
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