I see right through you, I've crushed your insomnia lies;
I've seen who you are, I've seen you fall, you slip and you don't even notice...
Ironic, the way you don't know...
Pathetic, the way
we just don't understand...
I seems as if you're this some sort of snake in , one who strategizes it's way into their meal, some insane magician that enchants and confuses...
And sure, I know your name, I know who you are, I've seen your darkest soul and your mad mind...
Although you don't know, don't hide your self, that just degrades your weakened soul.
