Absent Minded
My prophetic illness
It's time i told you
as i sit here shaking inside
a true story
but always victom of little too late
the reason im interested in the occult
its not cause im crazy
its cause i need to hone my skills
to help save lives
because everytime im in the mental institute
something big happens
There i was on Unit 3-1
reading peoples cards
and you can ask the crazies how accurate i was
telling them of their problems
of not being able to travel back overseas to family reunions
because their grandmother had died
do to their crime of trying to steal a brief case
they thought was all about them
I always said to many people 911 is a bad number
bad news
not a good day
an omen
and then it happened
first thing in the morning live television on the news
So what you say
and i agree
but ui had always known 911 was going to be abad day
ask my friends all the way back to my highschool years
so after the incident i began singing
new orleans was sinking
and a song called black steal by tricky
I got sent up to maximum security
for not keeping the peace of the unit
Bush was about to enforce every man under 18 to join the military
and then new orleans sank
i was still up there around christmas
and was playing scrabble with barb
I had 7 letters
t
i
d
a
l
w
a
v
e
I lost the game but bragged for two weeks one was going to hit
and it did
when i go back to the hospital they ask me
if its going to be like last time
and i know they mean is it going to be another time when i lose my mind
because im sensitive and something devestating is going to happen
its not easy predicting earthquakes that kill thpousands
tidal waves that destroy more than that
never being believed about terrorist attacks
and then trying to move onto your own backyard about silent wars and still
not being believed after you had proved to them like four times
what you are capable of
so why did i set my girlfriends house on fire?
who was i to tell about a tidal wave and 911?
just write a letter?
would you go crazy to save alife or a thousand?
and after you tried and failed and you were right and all they did was make you pop pills
for your woes
what then?
You see im in the middle of a silent war
and on the internet im reaching out to anyone who will listen
its going to get messy im sure
but i know i predicted these things
i know they happened
and now im forced to swallow a prewscription
a church would love to have me
their wonderful psychic prophet who in the story of my grandfather's will
tells them the riddle of everlasting life
however im gay so i'm thrown away
as now they use their manipulation to control god
who they obviously dont believe in
Ive cried for the world and the things i see
Ive packed my bags to run away soo many times
but it doesnt matter
i'm better off losing it here i guess
held hostage anywhere i go by your total lack of belief
anyway the next chapter is coming
read into that whatever way you want
I'll go swallow another funny little pill
and realise im no one worthy of representing your image
of your perfect god due to your jealousy
and lack of understanding i could help you with
if i wasnt always so wrong which truthfully im probably not
I cant go on predicting things from singers being murdered on stage
to wrestlers dieing to catastrophes and noone listening
and wondering why any god would have given me divine breath to have it used as torture
when it should be a gift
i mean its not a ring of power or fire
it a curse to me
and the pills dont take it away
they dont calm me down
there is amethod to my madness
im not coming back
and im not ok
Im afraid of the television
and many reasons why
the stereo is a nightmare of apuzzle for geniuses which doesnt yet exist
i see devloping
and it makes me cry
the internet is apathetic mystery of who made who and how many times
soon im going to start dialing random numbers and tell them what i know i swear
i cant take it anymore
i have predicted alot of things
a lot of major events
and no one seems to be talking
because supposedly maybe i wouldnt be able to handle it
welcome to my silent war
and due to apathy i get poisoned
and because im gay your church wont evenb get off their soap box to stop the crime of the century
I would wish this upon all of you
to see what isee and know what i know
but it wouldnt help me
my heart is broken
and dead is my soul
shrivelled in a ball
when asked to come back to this world or having to run away
never here will i go
I want my own home
and earth is not it
i will be the last person in line to drink from the fountain of everlasting life
and hopefully byu then
It'll be poisoned and i will die to leave you all behind
and this prophetic illness i'll nevr have to suffer
and god can keep his own secrets and torture someone else for the next millenium
cause im done
as i sit here shaking inside
a true story
but always victom of little too late
the reason im interested in the occult
its not cause im crazy
its cause i need to hone my skills
to help save lives
because everytime im in the mental institute
something big happens
There i was on Unit 3-1
reading peoples cards
and you can ask the crazies how accurate i was
telling them of their problems
of not being able to travel back overseas to family reunions
because their grandmother had died
do to their crime of trying to steal a brief case
they thought was all about them
I always said to many people 911 is a bad number
bad news
not a good day
an omen
and then it happened
first thing in the morning live television on the news
So what you say
and i agree
but ui had always known 911 was going to be abad day
ask my friends all the way back to my highschool years
so after the incident i began singing
new orleans was sinking
and a song called black steal by tricky
I got sent up to maximum security
for not keeping the peace of the unit
Bush was about to enforce every man under 18 to join the military
and then new orleans sank
i was still up there around christmas
and was playing scrabble with barb
I had 7 letters
t
i
d
a
l
w
a
v
e
I lost the game but bragged for two weeks one was going to hit
and it did
when i go back to the hospital they ask me
if its going to be like last time
and i know they mean is it going to be another time when i lose my mind
because im sensitive and something devestating is going to happen
its not easy predicting earthquakes that kill thpousands
tidal waves that destroy more than that
never being believed about terrorist attacks
and then trying to move onto your own backyard about silent wars and still
not being believed after you had proved to them like four times
what you are capable of
so why did i set my girlfriends house on fire?
who was i to tell about a tidal wave and 911?
just write a letter?
would you go crazy to save alife or a thousand?
and after you tried and failed and you were right and all they did was make you pop pills
for your woes
what then?
You see im in the middle of a silent war
and on the internet im reaching out to anyone who will listen
its going to get messy im sure
but i know i predicted these things
i know they happened
and now im forced to swallow a prewscription
a church would love to have me
their wonderful psychic prophet who in the story of my grandfather's will
tells them the riddle of everlasting life
however im gay so i'm thrown away
as now they use their manipulation to control god
who they obviously dont believe in
Ive cried for the world and the things i see
Ive packed my bags to run away soo many times
but it doesnt matter
i'm better off losing it here i guess
held hostage anywhere i go by your total lack of belief
anyway the next chapter is coming
read into that whatever way you want
I'll go swallow another funny little pill
and realise im no one worthy of representing your image
of your perfect god due to your jealousy
and lack of understanding i could help you with
if i wasnt always so wrong which truthfully im probably not
I cant go on predicting things from singers being murdered on stage
to wrestlers dieing to catastrophes and noone listening
and wondering why any god would have given me divine breath to have it used as torture
when it should be a gift
i mean its not a ring of power or fire
it a curse to me
and the pills dont take it away
they dont calm me down
there is amethod to my madness
im not coming back
and im not ok
Im afraid of the television
and many reasons why
the stereo is a nightmare of apuzzle for geniuses which doesnt yet exist
i see devloping
and it makes me cry
the internet is apathetic mystery of who made who and how many times
soon im going to start dialing random numbers and tell them what i know i swear
i cant take it anymore
i have predicted alot of things
a lot of major events
and no one seems to be talking
because supposedly maybe i wouldnt be able to handle it
welcome to my silent war
and due to apathy i get poisoned
and because im gay your church wont evenb get off their soap box to stop the crime of the century
I would wish this upon all of you
to see what isee and know what i know
but it wouldnt help me
my heart is broken
and dead is my soul
shrivelled in a ball
when asked to come back to this world or having to run away
never here will i go
I want my own home
and earth is not it
i will be the last person in line to drink from the fountain of everlasting life
and hopefully byu then
It'll be poisoned and i will die to leave you all behind
and this prophetic illness i'll nevr have to suffer
and god can keep his own secrets and torture someone else for the next millenium
cause im done
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My prophetic illness
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