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Berzerkas Circus

Your a living nightmare,
you act like you dont care.
the last thing i want is to kick your ass out there,
the freakshow is hiring
the jugglers are conspiring
the lion has broken out of its cage
and lost its mind in your warped mirrored maze
still, you act like you dont care
your a living nightmare,
your room looks like a portrait of a murder scene
a room full of corpses of watership down bunnies
hanging from the ceiling
with nooses around their necks
and all you can think is,
that i might even be me next
still, you act like you dont care,
your a living nightmare,
dont act like theres no feelings there
you sculpted a chelsea smile
with a serrated knife and a bone-chip file
from ear to ear, wall to walls, fools bartering fools,
call to call, this is the end, so dont even pretend,
that you dont even care,

your a living nightmare,
i smell china white hanging in the air
you danced with her,
till midnight stuck again, again, and again
,
I crossed the moat of your heart,
to scale the castle of your soul,
swam across your blood stream,
into the mouth of rherotical dreams,
all the kicking and screaming,
all the burning and bleeding
fucking and feeding,
pissed off and steaming
all the planning and the scheming
all the denial, all the believing,
you go and do, what you do,
your a fool to yourself,
and you cant blame nobody else
what you gonna do,
when your life is twisted inside out
and you've got the "Krazy kats quartz"
stuck in your eyes, telling yourself snuffbox lies
struggling to shake off the defecting spies,
'cause the paranoia will transcend
the bounderies of your reality,

you act like you dont even care,
because your a total living nightmare,
this house looks like blackpool illuminations,
and you still cant see your distaught and unpredictable behaviour
you act like you dont care,
Because my mind was never really there,
in the air of anticipation, through all the cigarettes that i smoke,
I've seen the fabric of insanity,
cross over the devide,
snagged reality, every sense of it,
took away, fallen apart,
you cant do what we do
whilst this beauty might please you,
it can get tiring looking like we do,
your veneer is slippery smooth,
and i love to slide all over you
Written by neuroticthrillers
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