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Dec 2016
Gotta live the Vanilla Video Game
Free of the world so called sane


You don't have a handle on the controller
No one does, you're a free soldier


Get dizzy, gulping Jack and Coke
Get numb, unsatisfying smoke


To live the Vanilla Video Game


Put your fake on blend in with the crowd
Smile to the sorrow that's pushing you around


Wearing bracelets to hide the undiscovered truth
Craving for shelter from the monsters let loose


Yawning over sadness, too much of a bore
Feel it all the time, can't feel it anymore


Can't wait for the guilt to eat out your soul
Vengeance on the lies your mouth ever stole


Gotta live the Vanilla Video Game
Free of the world so called sane


You don't have a handle on the controller
No one does you're a free soldier


Get dizzy gulping Jack and Coke
Get numb, unsatisfying smoke


To live the Vanilla Video Game


Read between the lines in the rulebook of perfection
Covered in flaws its the only direction


Fear is the thief to the thoughts in your head
Evaporating words left unsaid


Sin ***** you before took your innocence
It made its round to no one it missed


Constant melody; music had been a friend
Describing perfectly through thick and thin


Gotta live the Vanilla Video Game
Free of the world so called sane


You don't have a handle on the controller
No one does you're a free soldier


Get dizzy, gulping Jack and Coke
Get numb, unsatisfying smoke


Thats how you live the Vanilla Video Game
Parker Poole
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Parker Poole  18/F/Florida
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