Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Straightjacketed
I'm sorry,
I'm straightjacketed,
I'm not too able to
Jump to conclusions
Without falling over
From loss of balance.
You're not urbane,
I hate it when you
Fake niceties over
The phone.
Who are you trying
To impress?
You wrapped me up,
Please let me go!
I promise to refrain
From teasing your valor,
For you've wrapped me up
In my own conundrum
In an attempt to
Foil my intellect, but
I damn near had you
Until I got tangled up
In my own contradictions.
And blew the whole thing away,
I'm sorry,
I'm straightjacketed,
And thus,
Very easy to catch in my own lies.
And you caught me.
May 25, 2005
Suge
I'm straightjacketed,
I'm not too able to
Jump to conclusions
Without falling over
From loss of balance.
You're not urbane,
I hate it when you
Fake niceties over
The phone.
Who are you trying
To impress?
You wrapped me up,
Please let me go!
I promise to refrain
From teasing your valor,
For you've wrapped me up
In my own conundrum
In an attempt to
Foil my intellect, but
I damn near had you
Until I got tangled up
In my own contradictions.
And blew the whole thing away,
I'm sorry,
I'm straightjacketed,
And thus,
Very easy to catch in my own lies.
And you caught me.
May 25, 2005
Suge
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