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War Logic

planned it out all along to find my place among those doing nothing wrong they wouldn't know it but i have people believing we're bigger than we are planned it all along to come your way and leave you holding the bag probably will do it again me myself and I standing alone now you get the blame of a simple logical equation to find the perpetrator of such a twisted plot whose come into your life and dressed you up in everything but love premeditated perfect plan simple as 1 2 3 walk away looking innocent so why are my dirty hands the only ones clean to blackmail you with the fear of being caught doing the wrong thing simple solution to such soo called chaos logic dear watson we knew this day would come the day we'd have to sing a familiar dance and song so why among all of you singing along do you not know the dance routine of those coming your way to do you wrong the world doesnt like to admit to its mistakes but familiar patterns of unhealthy routines life is pretty simple when you follow your heart we all know that dance we all know that song so why are the misinformed of the act of how to spot the ones you wouldnt let in I'm smaller than you realise and with emotional baggage to hang on you why do you look so guilty when i know the truth simple logical equation so lets start back at act 1 scene 1 the curtain closes when we have to change the routine because a few people truly dont belong executing a plan to blackmail you and walk away leaving you to pay the consequences i may not be intelligence but honestly its a simple logical equation anyone can solve to find out whose the one follow your heart the day hate makes more sense your defeated breaking down what happened in my living room how i was held hostage and in the end the cop blamed and beat me put that into perspective and see that there must be a simple solution the world just isn't organised enough to pull this off someone would have said something someone would have taken a stand but if not its pretty obvious from this distance so here i go folding with the winning hand lightning doesnt strike the same place twice but ohnestly hiding behind your intelligence and freedom of speach to blackball me i did it to myself i just dont know why so many of you wouldnt do the right thing

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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