Absent Minded
Born Again
im getting ready to pack my bags
and go to heaven
with bullets and bombs
show him what is really going on
and drag a few tortured souls with me for show and tell
im getting ready to tell you all
im tired of being nothing
with no rhyme or reason
or message between lines
you havent yet learned to read
controlling nature
when youre in danger
of a mistake thats haunting me
why wont you read the words of wisdom?
plaguing you with another ultimatum
and you ignore reality outside your front door
and judge me because of my name and personality disorder
well im not a black balloon
im not the aura of your cultist aftermath halos
im not the clipped wings of your alibi
that you think time has forgotten
when the hands stop
and im the one telling you
your backwards and probably
the brutality of desigener brainwash
so now its my turn to turn the tables
tell you the story of the witch on trial
tredding water until she drowns
and now you have christmas trees
celebrating in a lie of denial
never knew, couldnt be
political views, youre an uncontrollewd born again zombie
im mopping up the blood
of the curse of missippi
swaying in the aisle of racist remarks
and tragedy under rug swept
in the name of your dead baby crime spree
im getting ready to move on out
and teach you how to behave
pray for me
as you slide in an illicit fashion
afraid of any proof of this fascist remains
Im not the aura of two blue balloons
im not the historical parade of i hate more than you
im not the im right and youre wrong all the time
do what i say
or you're way out of line
im running away
and the devil says he'll love me no matter what
everyday im suffering
so what does it matter
when you've already creatively thrown me away
time and time again
time and time again
i'll burst your bubble
burn the trouble
and spit in your face
when i am replaced
to be born again
and chant under a different name
of revelations you never saw coming
but you'll never be the same
Let me control you
just for alittle while
you cave in soo easy to things that make the devil smile
you are tempted wityh dreams of paradise
that we humans can only earn in unity
but paradise is distorted
and we throw sanity away to feel clean
holy plan
blue print of the perfect mind
i could tell you everything like i already have
but you wouldnt see it
you're too strung out
on faith and wanting something that is only for the divine
we eat of plates of the princess
but not mother teressa
we martyr gods dead son
but never listen to a just cause
we dont figure wea re born with reason
and know the difference from right and wrong
this is blasphemy to my soul
and my heart screams at this sin
i dont know what happened before i came here
but i cried in history class
so im pasking my bags,
remeber the wisdom i offer you
you'll be reborn into this hell on earth,
but im not coming back
and go to heaven
with bullets and bombs
show him what is really going on
and drag a few tortured souls with me for show and tell
im getting ready to tell you all
im tired of being nothing
with no rhyme or reason
or message between lines
you havent yet learned to read
controlling nature
when youre in danger
of a mistake thats haunting me
why wont you read the words of wisdom?
plaguing you with another ultimatum
and you ignore reality outside your front door
and judge me because of my name and personality disorder
well im not a black balloon
im not the aura of your cultist aftermath halos
im not the clipped wings of your alibi
that you think time has forgotten
when the hands stop
and im the one telling you
your backwards and probably
the brutality of desigener brainwash
so now its my turn to turn the tables
tell you the story of the witch on trial
tredding water until she drowns
and now you have christmas trees
celebrating in a lie of denial
never knew, couldnt be
political views, youre an uncontrollewd born again zombie
im mopping up the blood
of the curse of missippi
swaying in the aisle of racist remarks
and tragedy under rug swept
in the name of your dead baby crime spree
im getting ready to move on out
and teach you how to behave
pray for me
as you slide in an illicit fashion
afraid of any proof of this fascist remains
Im not the aura of two blue balloons
im not the historical parade of i hate more than you
im not the im right and youre wrong all the time
do what i say
or you're way out of line
im running away
and the devil says he'll love me no matter what
everyday im suffering
so what does it matter
when you've already creatively thrown me away
time and time again
time and time again
i'll burst your bubble
burn the trouble
and spit in your face
when i am replaced
to be born again
and chant under a different name
of revelations you never saw coming
but you'll never be the same
Let me control you
just for alittle while
you cave in soo easy to things that make the devil smile
you are tempted wityh dreams of paradise
that we humans can only earn in unity
but paradise is distorted
and we throw sanity away to feel clean
holy plan
blue print of the perfect mind
i could tell you everything like i already have
but you wouldnt see it
you're too strung out
on faith and wanting something that is only for the divine
we eat of plates of the princess
but not mother teressa
we martyr gods dead son
but never listen to a just cause
we dont figure wea re born with reason
and know the difference from right and wrong
this is blasphemy to my soul
and my heart screams at this sin
i dont know what happened before i came here
but i cried in history class
so im pasking my bags,
remeber the wisdom i offer you
you'll be reborn into this hell on earth,
but im not coming back
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