The Trees Have Eyes - K.1nD
Emotional numbness
Social dumbness
A sceptic tank of convoluted commotion
Blood clots diluted my mind
Forcing thoughts of being kind
Looking for myself I'll never find
"You shalt forgive thyself"
But my pride is on the shelf
And you lied to yourself already
It's hard to stay steady when everything is spinning
I was never ready for all of this sinning
But I must sever my connection to evil
And pull the lever of change
And revel in my choices in which I live with
Me and suffering and mike Tyson
"Now you two may kith"
With all these places my mind dies in
Transitional periods of buffering
And nontraditional myriads of decisions
All I have are visions of what could
But never ideas of what should
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