Absent Minded
Terrorised by the blind who lead
I have a friend named angel
and she doesnt like to talk about my problems
she lives soo close
but soo far away it seems
as we never talk
but she wishes me well
I have a friend whose nickname is Satan
and i have just been reaquainted with
my exgirlfriend whose room i lit on fire 10 years ago
There truly are some powerful people in the world
Just like the mystery of anthrax
and the sickness that follows
and everyone who is entertained by hollywood horrors
thereafter
and the suffering continues for those who are not sociopaths
Sick and suffering
watching the horror on the screen unfold
a cabin fever
a dream catcher
a beautiful mind
in the mouth of madness
who is the reason for such terrible things?
Oh how ive suffered being sick
wether poisoned by chemical warfare or anthrax
and then watching hollywood movies on television
and the theatres remind me
how after i escapwed and lived it
the reality is pointing that somewhere the powerful people know the facts
After suffering anthrax
the survivor lives on to be traumatised for the rest of their lives
by hollywood and american television as their dreams come true
but whats the price of tea in china anyway
when every cheeseburger i eat here buys you another healthy dream come true
In my sickness i have suffered
reminded
in the horror and comedy
gouged and stabbed at subtley in superman
and the matrix
i know they do it purposely
for art ios now the psychology
of a cold war of how to mess with your victom's heads
so tell me America
my friend
whats under rug swept?
why am i suffering?
why am i sick and terrified of anthrax
and reminded of dreamweavers and cabin fever and hostels
and to tourestes
why am i sick?
worried sick
when i walk down the street
feel ill
and think to myself
its not just the cigarette mnaking me feel sick?
Can you see the subtle insults driving mad men insane?
when you watch television
or listen to music
do you see how the blind man leads
with brutality by diving him furtherly insane?
Cleverly placed to burn
or stab
or manipulate the tears
and then turn on the lights and see whos e crying
and amidst the horror
the apathetic who see the tearfull will know the guilty
who have sinned as they cannot sit there among sociopaths
who have made the world a living hell
and just plead ignorance is bliss
How would you like to rape me?
and make it mortifying?
how would you like to make it more biblical than eye for an eye
and then say thou shalt not
even thou is paranoid of death
and wants to prevent a repeat offense and tries to see the light
Do you care to dip your feet in
and like a baby who was just drowned
cry out for peace that is not there
would you like to feel terror Canada Japan China Russia
whose responsible for the way i feel
and who truly cares
why i'm scared and you like to watch the guilty squirm
and there is no end to the punishment
forgive and forget
and lessons learned
teach me to hate
until i prove i love you
watch me cry endless tears and try to change the world
but what the heck am i supposed to do?
I get sick
and every movie is about insanity
I lose my mind i listen to the radio
amnd every song is mocking me
I try to lose myself on the internet
and i still have no rights
So if you are a criminal you have now been enlightened
to read between the lines
of everything
and see how blind leads the blind
what society thinlks of you
see if you can find Jesus
or god
as every movie and story and seemingly every poem
reminds you subtly
who and what you are
a perverted rapist subtly
a twisted tortured arsonist with no end to his sentence
a guilty horrified murderer obsessed with power and gullible
We blame satan
its not
its the blind leading the blind
and its up to the writers ofg this generation to write like prophets
write like leaders
write like healers and teachers in their art
and heal or subtly attack with their cyphers
for everything a criminal has done
he obssesses about
and all this time its been us
and we're out to get ourselves
so here the flood gates are open
now blind man you see
so lead
manipulate the blind
the guyilty and save them from the horrible tricks
up the governments sleeves
from the endless tears
and terror
and pain and constant reminders
as this world becomes their hell and they become more confused
Everytime i walk down the street and cough on pollution
or a cigarette or get the flu
then think of anthrax
and watch a movie
i think of hollywood
how I'm being tortured
the methods to their madness
and wonder
what's under rug swept?
and when will i ever recover
how will i ever forgive and forget
something im constantly reminded
every other day
every fifteen minutes
as the television
my life
my illness
and every movie i watch picks my emotional scabs
wether im the victom
or criminal
Where you were once blind you now see
so whats the right thing to do?
what cypher are you going to write from you to me?
from the present to the future as you realise in this way
we are all a form of propoganda
to scar the guilty
how do we lift the curse?
and whats the curse to replace it?
What's under rug swept?
and she doesnt like to talk about my problems
she lives soo close
but soo far away it seems
as we never talk
but she wishes me well
I have a friend whose nickname is Satan
and i have just been reaquainted with
my exgirlfriend whose room i lit on fire 10 years ago
There truly are some powerful people in the world
Just like the mystery of anthrax
and the sickness that follows
and everyone who is entertained by hollywood horrors
thereafter
and the suffering continues for those who are not sociopaths
Sick and suffering
watching the horror on the screen unfold
a cabin fever
a dream catcher
a beautiful mind
in the mouth of madness
who is the reason for such terrible things?
Oh how ive suffered being sick
wether poisoned by chemical warfare or anthrax
and then watching hollywood movies on television
and the theatres remind me
how after i escapwed and lived it
the reality is pointing that somewhere the powerful people know the facts
After suffering anthrax
the survivor lives on to be traumatised for the rest of their lives
by hollywood and american television as their dreams come true
but whats the price of tea in china anyway
when every cheeseburger i eat here buys you another healthy dream come true
In my sickness i have suffered
reminded
in the horror and comedy
gouged and stabbed at subtley in superman
and the matrix
i know they do it purposely
for art ios now the psychology
of a cold war of how to mess with your victom's heads
so tell me America
my friend
whats under rug swept?
why am i suffering?
why am i sick and terrified of anthrax
and reminded of dreamweavers and cabin fever and hostels
and to tourestes
why am i sick?
worried sick
when i walk down the street
feel ill
and think to myself
its not just the cigarette mnaking me feel sick?
Can you see the subtle insults driving mad men insane?
when you watch television
or listen to music
do you see how the blind man leads
with brutality by diving him furtherly insane?
Cleverly placed to burn
or stab
or manipulate the tears
and then turn on the lights and see whos e crying
and amidst the horror
the apathetic who see the tearfull will know the guilty
who have sinned as they cannot sit there among sociopaths
who have made the world a living hell
and just plead ignorance is bliss
How would you like to rape me?
and make it mortifying?
how would you like to make it more biblical than eye for an eye
and then say thou shalt not
even thou is paranoid of death
and wants to prevent a repeat offense and tries to see the light
Do you care to dip your feet in
and like a baby who was just drowned
cry out for peace that is not there
would you like to feel terror Canada Japan China Russia
whose responsible for the way i feel
and who truly cares
why i'm scared and you like to watch the guilty squirm
and there is no end to the punishment
forgive and forget
and lessons learned
teach me to hate
until i prove i love you
watch me cry endless tears and try to change the world
but what the heck am i supposed to do?
I get sick
and every movie is about insanity
I lose my mind i listen to the radio
amnd every song is mocking me
I try to lose myself on the internet
and i still have no rights
So if you are a criminal you have now been enlightened
to read between the lines
of everything
and see how blind leads the blind
what society thinlks of you
see if you can find Jesus
or god
as every movie and story and seemingly every poem
reminds you subtly
who and what you are
a perverted rapist subtly
a twisted tortured arsonist with no end to his sentence
a guilty horrified murderer obsessed with power and gullible
We blame satan
its not
its the blind leading the blind
and its up to the writers ofg this generation to write like prophets
write like leaders
write like healers and teachers in their art
and heal or subtly attack with their cyphers
for everything a criminal has done
he obssesses about
and all this time its been us
and we're out to get ourselves
so here the flood gates are open
now blind man you see
so lead
manipulate the blind
the guyilty and save them from the horrible tricks
up the governments sleeves
from the endless tears
and terror
and pain and constant reminders
as this world becomes their hell and they become more confused
Everytime i walk down the street and cough on pollution
or a cigarette or get the flu
then think of anthrax
and watch a movie
i think of hollywood
how I'm being tortured
the methods to their madness
and wonder
what's under rug swept?
and when will i ever recover
how will i ever forgive and forget
something im constantly reminded
every other day
every fifteen minutes
as the television
my life
my illness
and every movie i watch picks my emotional scabs
wether im the victom
or criminal
Where you were once blind you now see
so whats the right thing to do?
what cypher are you going to write from you to me?
from the present to the future as you realise in this way
we are all a form of propoganda
to scar the guilty
how do we lift the curse?
and whats the curse to replace it?
What's under rug swept?
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Terrorised by the blind who lead
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