Same...
Your existance is a script,
life for you is a performance,
play out the leading role.
Directing and premeditating every move.
That creates the act of deception.
That increases your sick addiction.
It's an overactive imagination
that enslaves your empty shell.
Existing in dimensions of addictive obsession.
Your script will run short of ideas.
The story will soon end itself.
People to trust come short in bumbers.
Like a plague your lies spread fast across the world.
Mastering the art of deception.
That increases your sick addiction.
It's an overacti
life for you is a performance,
play out the leading role.
Directing and premeditating every move.
That creates the act of deception.
That increases your sick addiction.
It's an overactive imagination
that enslaves your empty shell.
Existing in dimensions of addictive obsession.
Your script will run short of ideas.
The story will soon end itself.
People to trust come short in bumbers.
Like a plague your lies spread fast across the world.
Mastering the art of deception.
That increases your sick addiction.
It's an overacti
Marigold And Patchwork
fall down.
marigold.
fall sounds of rain.
why can't i go.
those days when spokes wound baseball cards tear hear them roar.
and faster still those boards which let fly souls.
honeysuckle walk right afternoon time dies.
wish for sometime soon.
i'll work it out.
my way.
so many faces.
so lost.
why can't i go back when this mess was not made.
forever turns out just the same as two months.
that rages on then after...