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Mind games with my shrink.
Only giving me seconds to think.
His or my sanity on the brink.
Telling him what he wants to hear.
So these psychotic thoughts don't interfere.
I love a profession where all you do is ask questions.
I see your obsession.
Diagnosing patients.
With the power of suggestion.
Mocking once again.
Your profession.
So continue with your notes and antidotes.
On how to fix a fairy tale gone wrong.
So incarcerate me to the nearest psych ward.
At least with the nuts I won't be bored.
Your heart is in the right place but your dealing with a head case.
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So soft and quiet until she incites a riot. Bringing forth the rage from behind that
hidden cage that separates love and hate, but in the end comes down to fear and
courage. She disappears in the night so soft and light. Knowing there is no
reason to fight when in her mind she is right. She lets the emotions escape,
being subtle with the words she shapes. To love her eyes although they tell a
story of predictable lies. She stares at me with hypnotic gaze, sending me into
heartbroken days. It`s the truth that burns and the heart that learns.
You`ve lost my interest.
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You say your love is legit while on a another mans lap you sit.
I see your jealousy and patience when i don't blow a fit.
So I give you what another man won't.
A pretty noose around your neck.
So you can hang with a desperate man with a devious plan.
Who thinks being obnoxious is a strategy results only in a naive girls tragedy.
So before he kicks the chair out from underneath your feet.
Just remember your love isn't about defeat.
Her only crime was self conceit.
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You want the girl, then listen to what i have to say. Only whipped men listen and
obey too anything women will say. Be aggressive when you see what you want
and always remain nonchalant. Act as you could careless, even when their self
esteem exceeds the rest. Don't think of your initial meeting as an act. Girls have
a sixth sense about fiction from fact. Find common ground, but always remain
cryptic and profound. The less they know, the more their curiosity will grow.
Never overact when your pride is suddenly attacked. This is just a game, never
let her see shame and your ego will remain intact. Never declare your love too
soon and your appeal will remain immune.
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I'm here to settle the score, teaching you the meaning, casualty of war. I've got
you dead in my sight. My scope is always precise. On the battlefield, you've
given up all bargaining rights. Don't look for divine intervention, your suffering is
my bullets intention. The only thing more conceited than you, is my trigger finger,
for It never hears sympathy or pleas, with me the trigger always agrees. There
are no negotiations, just my guns willing anticipation of a trigger fingers
agitation. Next time we don't hesitate on pulling the trigger.
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Seeking retribution is the only solution. Don't let pity fill you with confusion. So
here is evils contribution. When disposing of evil, one must become evil. When
composing an honest face, the enemy you must embrace. When using devious
behavior, turn to satan as your savior. When engaging an enemy, know his
weakness is your remedy. The weak and powerless should not be punished for
an a@#holes flaws. So i will fight their wars. Take these steps for face value, for
these people you encounter are pathetic and shallow.
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The phrase, Kill them with kindness, just shows your naive blindness to the fact
you've been repeatedly abused or your ego defused. Never be apprehensive
about finding the enemies incentive. One must always remain alert and
attentive, for there lies the enemies incentive. Always express your views on
topics that your adversary will decline on, or refuse. Creating a certain
disposition, puts your adversary in a mistaken dominant position. Using
confusion has it's advantages towards their misguided illusions. They might
possess the gun, but you will become the bullet.
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My dreams of you never pertained to anything true.
Yet I'm deceived through and through.
Feeding me emotions and love potions will not keep me balanced even when
your image fades.
Someone as beautiful as you can't persuade the loneliness of a decade.
My dreams of you are my curse.
To take back these dreams to reality will unravel the worst.
Taking me back to every conversation in detail I now rehearse.
So I hang on to every word even now no matter how absurd.
Taking in consideration that she is a figment of my imagination and nothing
more than a fixation.
My pain falls on deaf ears.
Now my impaired dreams become my fears
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Hurt, guilt, remorse
I've been through worse
live life fast, die faster
its all just a f#@kin disaster
i need a piece of serenity
i hear some have plenty
share yours and i will open doors that weren't`t
meant to be open
dementia has a funny price when you take a madman's advice
just give me a piece of you and i will turn your darkest skies blue
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To live up to your expectations and satisfy your sensations is unrealistic when
your thoughts become sadistic. I've crossed the line of a sullen girl with no
warning or signs. So i go dark and deep inside a soul crying to sleep. Now I
step inside her thoughts and this is what I find. There is no light. There are no
freedom or rights. There are no angels in white. There are no heroic knights.
There are no last rites.
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