Blow up the world explodes
As my beating heart implodes
Count the seconds to major fusion
This can all be an illusion.
Now the wicked can confide
In the evil run and hide
Pure and putrid both scream go
We all fight but do we know?
We're just puppets on a string
Taking every blood drenched sting
Do they see the tears we shed?
Or is this all just in my head....
Count the second to major fusion
This is just all an illusion
-BdY
- Plastic Beach
- JoinedSeptember 8, 2013
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