Keep you in the dark you know they all pretend
Keep you in the dark and so it all began
Send in your skeletons
Sing as their bones come marchin' in... again
The need you buried deep
The secrets that you keep are at the ready
Are you ready?
I'm finished makin' sense
Done pleading ignorance
That whole defense
Spending this energy
But the wheel is spinnin' me, it's never ending, never ending
Same old story
What if I say I'm not like the others
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say I will never surrender
In time or so I'm told
I'm just another soul for sale, oh well
The page is outta print
We are not permanent, we're temporary, temporary
Same old story
I'm the voice inside your head, you refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face, mirroring your stare
I'm what's left, I'm what's right, I'm the enemy
I'm the hand that'll take you down, bring you to your knees
So, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Few people realize that man has already attained immortality; it's merely been abused, forgotten, and renamed Writing. -Brian Egan
Sunday, September 30, 2007
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