Some when I had a dream
Not far from there I died
It wasn't what I thought
Only lasted an eternity
Only resisted for a moment
Kicked and screamed
Had no legs, had no voice
Had no say, had no choice
Will I had in spades
Watch em play charades
Musical for my demise
Stripped of sense, revealed as lies
Evaluated for my sanity
A petty act of vanity
Got to make it all ok
What will all the people say
Touch me here, and push me there
Tried it all and just don't care
Buy me, try me, advertise me
Become the label make the brand
Do the deal, shake the hand
Magnetic flux in rotation
Lights are out we've been forsaken
Gods and Goddesses come undone
Dolly Faces they wear for fun
On the sly, and on the fly
Don't forget your the one that died
No one came and no one cried
It was your birth you tried to hide
Momentary time of reflection
A chance to make the right selection
ones and zero's, on and off
We are the ones that time forgot
Global escape all gone wrong
Galactic rates for writing wrong
Devious with out intent
Fixed the curves so now it's bent
Not far from there I died
It wasn't what I thought
Only lasted an eternity
Only resisted for a moment
Kicked and screamed
Had no legs, had no voice
Had no say, had no choice
Will I had in spades
Watch em play charades
Musical for my demise
Stripped of sense, revealed as lies
Evaluated for my sanity
A petty act of vanity
Got to make it all ok
What will all the people say
Touch me here, and push me there
Tried it all and just don't care
Buy me, try me, advertise me
Become the label make the brand
Do the deal, shake the hand
Magnetic flux in rotation
Lights are out we've been forsaken
Gods and Goddesses come undone
Dolly Faces they wear for fun
On the sly, and on the fly
Don't forget your the one that died
No one came and no one cried
It was your birth you tried to hide
Momentary time of reflection
A chance to make the right selection
ones and zero's, on and off
We are the ones that time forgot
Global escape all gone wrong
Galactic rates for writing wrong
Devious with out intent
Fixed the curves so now it's bent
Spiders and Snakes can't find my rent
Singing bowl, not heaven sent
Singing bowl, not heaven sent
Scented and identified
Kissed the void
Wished I could die.
Days Nights blurred from distinction
Dreamtime and still keep blinking
Terminal distraction taken to abstraction.
Entropic visions
Centropic minds.
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