when your speechless and words mean nothing except for somethibng to say
the mind is rotten from nights astray
kind words are like childrens play
when first impressions mean most
mentality is like a circus attire
unpredictable and less admirable
scale the hunger and pleasure
eat the worm, its natures ideal
a hawks hunger takes what it can get
when your bowls are full of butterflies
they'll seperate the sky
consume the sun
brighten your stay
the stars look better futher away
a passage from a dead mans ways
destroy the lines of principal
that keep people sane like the humble dame
happyness is what you make it
day by day we continue to stray
each passing day we continue to loose pocket change
no chance to correct the mistakes
soon the children will have no where to play
so what will make ones day?
simple pleasures and some one to take you away
to a dimension that doesn't exist
untill you can simulate into todays release
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