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A Boy And His Dragon
I'm so god damn pensive
Compelled by the facade of this living and breathing travesty
The worlds distortion triggers my inner sorrow
A representation of the hollow tomorrows
I struggle to pay my respects to today
A disarray of all the letters I say
In the reality of nothing can ever be undone
It's caught in a perpetual rerun
Everything plays over and over and over
It can never erased
Stuck in the psychic blue prints
In the mind of outer space
Sometimes it's hard to believe in this place
An eroded heaven
Failure to cleanse the corrupted saints
I struggle to paint in these mortal restraints
I'm longing to write that undying letter
Where I'm freer than a word
From an ink dipped feather
Somehow I've survived these psychotic endeavors
At any instant...... Everything severs
Torn in two.?...... Or is it a gradual weep
Eternal sleep in the advents of time
A disclosure behind the enemy lines
The idea of sinner in the virgin of mind
The duet of life in a respectable death
A gown of silent white
Staind deep and soiled with blood
Torn in the back alleys of life
I'm on the brink...
These galloping thoughts are mine to think
Metronomic granules of silken sand
Conjoined to form this fairy tale land
A plethora of inter conceptions
My belief in our eternal inceptions
A speculative immersion
The journeys of my projective head
A psychiatric excursion
Has me chained to the frame of this smoldering bed
Branded on the cover of undying persistence
We burn through the pages of endless existence
Thoughts with no shoes...
Running in time...
Their mine...
I'm pacing........... I'm racing.....
Control yourself dear boy.........
It's all just another dragon your chasing...
ELI
Compelled by the facade of this living and breathing travesty
The worlds distortion triggers my inner sorrow
A representation of the hollow tomorrows
I struggle to pay my respects to today
A disarray of all the letters I say
In the reality of nothing can ever be undone
It's caught in a perpetual rerun
Everything plays over and over and over
It can never erased
Stuck in the psychic blue prints
In the mind of outer space
Sometimes it's hard to believe in this place
An eroded heaven
Failure to cleanse the corrupted saints
I struggle to paint in these mortal restraints
I'm longing to write that undying letter
Where I'm freer than a word
From an ink dipped feather
Somehow I've survived these psychotic endeavors
At any instant...... Everything severs
Torn in two.?...... Or is it a gradual weep
Eternal sleep in the advents of time
A disclosure behind the enemy lines
The idea of sinner in the virgin of mind
The duet of life in a respectable death
A gown of silent white
Staind deep and soiled with blood
Torn in the back alleys of life
I'm on the brink...
These galloping thoughts are mine to think
Metronomic granules of silken sand
Conjoined to form this fairy tale land
A plethora of inter conceptions
My belief in our eternal inceptions
A speculative immersion
The journeys of my projective head
A psychiatric excursion
Has me chained to the frame of this smoldering bed
Branded on the cover of undying persistence
We burn through the pages of endless existence
Thoughts with no shoes...
Running in time...
Their mine...
I'm pacing........... I'm racing.....
Control yourself dear boy.........
It's all just another dragon your chasing...
ELI
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