Absent Minded
Sublimniac
Stringing me along
Using my thoughts as your threads
Stitching my life together
Allowing me to live this dream
Wake me from this nightmare
Tell me I'm still asleep
I reap
What you
Sew
Seem
To have
Lost
Your control
Searching
Through
The darkness
You too
Are slow
You found me
My soul
Is
Subliminal
Your songs are hits
Your stories are trips
Falling in
Videotic hallucinations
Offer me to succumb
To an endless maze
of temptations
Repair my thoughts
Mend my dreams'
Piece me together
Nothing is what it seems
Give me some patches
Sew me with stitches
Mend me with feeling
And turn off the switches
Repair my thoughts
Mend my dreams
Piece me together
Nothing seems what it seems
Stringing me along
With your every
Hypnotic song
Weaving the web
With your wrongs
You suggest
Allow me to
Walk
To feel
As I talk
Send me
Today
To a place
I will want to stay
Stringing you along
Thoughts are the threads to harp upon
Stitching our lives together
Allowing us to discard the torture
And live our dreams together
Wake me from this nightmare
Sell it tomorrow, if I don't fall asleep
I sew the things you reap.
Using my thoughts as your threads
Stitching my life together
Allowing me to live this dream
Wake me from this nightmare
Tell me I'm still asleep
I reap
What you
Sew
Seem
To have
Lost
Your control
Searching
Through
The darkness
You too
Are slow
You found me
My soul
Is
Subliminal
Your songs are hits
Your stories are trips
Falling in
Videotic hallucinations
Offer me to succumb
To an endless maze
of temptations
Repair my thoughts
Mend my dreams'
Piece me together
Nothing is what it seems
Give me some patches
Sew me with stitches
Mend me with feeling
And turn off the switches
Repair my thoughts
Mend my dreams
Piece me together
Nothing seems what it seems
Stringing me along
With your every
Hypnotic song
Weaving the web
With your wrongs
You suggest
Allow me to
Walk
To feel
As I talk
Send me
Today
To a place
I will want to stay
Stringing you along
Thoughts are the threads to harp upon
Stitching our lives together
Allowing us to discard the torture
And live our dreams together
Wake me from this nightmare
Sell it tomorrow, if I don't fall asleep
I sew the things you reap.
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