I spend my days paralyzed
If you ask me why ill blame the weather
Not the Washington rain
No one ever asks about the storm from which I'm sheltered
Its a **** storm in the minds of man
Carrying out the wack wills of lunatics
On light waves from dark eyes
Rending dementions untouched by hate
They see the light In me and turn an evil eye
Not knowing why or to what end
My soul mourns for them and their sad life
My body revolts at the new found pain writhing unsure of its cause
My mind trys to make sense of the seemingly sourceless flight or flight reaction
Just a twitch And we lock eyes
Clarcognesence hits like a three story wave and I can see it
Taste it
Feel it on my skin
I am your enemy?!?
Were do you know me?
No!
not me some dreem...
Some scheme gleaned by some other fiend
the sun makes us all look bad by contrast
So I hide in my pad
Ask me why I'll say the weather
It's not a lie just easier to swallow
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
I spend my days paralyzed
If you ask me why ill blame the weather
Not the Washington rain
No one ever asks about the storm from which I'm sheltered
Its a **** storm in the minds of man
Carrying out the wack wills of lunatics
On light waves from dark eyes
Rending dementions untouched by hate
They see the light In me and turn an evil eye
Not knowing why or to what end
My soul mourns for them and their sad life
My body revolts at the new found pain writhing unsure of its cause
My mind trys to make sense of the seemingly sourceless flight or flight reaction
Just a twitch And we lock eyes
Clarcognesence hits like a three story wave and I can see it
Taste it
Feel it on my skin
I am your enemy?!?
Were do you know me?
No!
not me some dreem...
Some scheme gleaned by some other fiend
the sun makes us all look bad by contrast
So I hide in my pad
Ask me why I'll say the weather
It's not a lie just easier to swallow
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