I think in ILLUSION
And i cant write on paper
My fingers become NUMB
And my words turn into VAPOUR
And everything i see is like a KALEIDESCOPE
And the music in my ear sounds
Like a rythym of HOPE
Chirps in the night
Out of SIGHT
MUSIC in the dark
Come into the LIGHT
She sees in ABSTRACT
Her life, no colour
Silence deafens
The drunks are SOBER
Car CRASHES
No WHIPLASHES
The irony of it all
A banker who didnt follow PROTOCOL
I make up my rhymes to rhyme
With the line behind
And tonight i feel like im loosing it
I cannot QUIT...these fucking lyrics
Are a hit with the bloody critics
I think in "thought-shapes"
They're all in my head
Echoes all over...but lyrics never DEAD
Friday, November 28, 2008
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