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tension is present being pulled in the enter=verse
psychedelic pain, deja vu I've been here before
perhaps in another presentation
or maybe this is a recurring nightmare I can't wake from
you dealt the cards
then stacked them

in my vision, I see a house of cards
with the joker driving you to distraction
bate and switch different faces, same instrument of hate

I mind my own business
you have to ruin my reverie with your games
really, I'm too old to play
if you're happy, be happy for me
I've graduated, I'm moving on with or without you
my soul is freer than it's ever been

you like to blame me for your life
and how it turned out
take credit for what you, yourself have done

my heart is real it's not up for debate
different view, same incarceration
different guard same attitude

I love the jeweler
who in me is creating the perfect diamond
it's my pain and suffering, his epiphany

scorn him, really he no longer needs you