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The Bliss of Ignorance
Is it possible to lie to myself?
I know the answer yet I pretend I don't.
Can I schackle the truth so it never escapes?
Am i protecting myself or hurting others?
Do I care if they hurt or if I hurt so they don't have to?
My mind does work of its own.
A hidden scientist with chemicals unknown.
Although I know what they do... I don't.
I take the drug and im off to this place.
A place of nothing but everything im looking for.
The bliss of ignorance.
I know the answer yet I pretend I don't.
Can I schackle the truth so it never escapes?
Am i protecting myself or hurting others?
Do I care if they hurt or if I hurt so they don't have to?
My mind does work of its own.
A hidden scientist with chemicals unknown.
Although I know what they do... I don't.
I take the drug and im off to this place.
A place of nothing but everything im looking for.
The bliss of ignorance.
Published 6th Jul 2011
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