It all works....
The way is should.
Whipping the day
Like lashings to the body,
Exclusive to where
You found yourself alone
In the prison of the mind,
It all works.....
The way it should.
Tell me where you found
Yourself,
Away from me and the vivid
Yolk of slavers rejoices,
Don't tell me what I already know...deeper thoughts
Reside...
It all work.....
I suppose....
The way it should,
Tell me where the problem
Surrenders to the solution
At the end of the barrel
Take from me the side arm
And I will reload my mind
Trap the soul and win
Your body at the cost
Of time's reflection,
I suppose,
It all works.....
The way it could,
But where is the just
When I just got here
To my trial, tale
Of two thieves,
And I am locked away from
A grim reality,
Perception at its most gruesome,
Where we all never were,
This is normal,
It supposed to work,
The way it could,
Mentally programmed
To a bitter state of mind.
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 12:44 AM UTC
It all works....
The way is should.
Whipping the day
Like lashings to the body,
Exclusive to where
You found yourself alone
In the prison of the mind,
It all works.....
The way it should.
Tell me where you found
Yourself,
Away from me and the vivid
Yolk of slavers rejoices,
Don't tell me what I already know...deeper thoughts
Reside...
It all work.....
I suppose....
The way it should,
Tell me where the problem
Surrenders to the solution
At the end of the barrel
Take from me the side arm
And I will reload my mind
Trap the soul and win
Your body at the cost
Of time's reflection,
I suppose,
It all works.....
The way it could,
But where is the just
When I just got here
To my trial, tale
Of two thieves,
And I am locked away from
A grim reality,
Perception at its most gruesome,
Where we all never were,
This is normal,
It supposed to work,
The way it could,
Mentally programmed
To a bitter state of mind.
