Fleeting Thoughts...

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Gasoline and a match

Or a blindfold and gag

I can't decide which

Would solve all my problems


You're not special

You're not smart

Why do you think

you can win their hearts


oh honey

you poor innocent little dove

let me take you into my world

and show you what a true trash-talking consists of


I am the hands of fate

I'm the one you can't push away

I'll learn your fears

Drown in your tears

Though I know you'll soon betray me


I make all my album covers on Paint

They look like you trying to play the Saint

Exploit my fears

Over the years

Then curse me when I fade away


She sings only in deepest fear

It was her love that led her here

So beautiful, her spirit wise

Bade her separate truth from lies

To protect those whom

She held so dear

Defend a sacred covenant

She led her side to war


Stand in the shadow, disengaged

And watch the world around take place

Contribute as little as possible

To this, our world's greatest downfall


Stand in the shadow and watch it be

Misery disguised as love is still misery

I pace around my invisible cage

A prisoner of war, a tiger in wait

As these predictable fools take the bait


A hungry tiger shall I still be

When the sun sets

And the beast within is set free

Don't ask me

Where I'll be

In this catastrophe


She feeds on blood and human pain

To torture you again and again

Her rage knows no bounds

And nor does her cunning

You cannot escape her

For you she'll be hunting

And always you shall be found.

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