Absent Minded
the murder game at the centre
how many licks to the centre of the tootsie pop?
and the break down of the hitman
I'm the paranoid boyfriend
the two exlovers to say it again and again
and here i was thinking that maybe love was just a weapon
He said it to warn me
she seemed to say it to rub it in and laugh
he said it because he wanted to watch the victom squirm
and i said it allowed because they wouls all mutter it
in the back of my mind turn by turn but never admit it
All i could do was kiss him
All i could do was listen to the warning
All i could do was try not to let the paranoia of the reason she might have
All i could do was make sure she was happy
And in the back of my mind with different reasons for saying it
they would tell me in turns again and again
one by one
all night long
You're getting murdered
wether they really were or werent
this is a new experience
something new i can now relate to
purposes served
and no real right or wrong
and no difference between premeditative crime and insane delusions
I know i shouldnt think it
i should blame the drug
i should know no one thinks this world would be a better place without me
but hewre is my brain playing with mystery
filling in gaps
trying to take advice from people i want to trust
and i know eight easy steps never come easy
but there are reasons for the hell weird cults inflict upon themselves and others
This is how to think
this is how to act
this is how to feel
this is you action your belief your consequence
now live through this unexpectedly
look at the lies and liars the truth the dilema
and try being me
Because i didnt run from my supposed paranoia
if thats the case?
am i stupoid or brtave?
because i didnt freak out and just told everyone what i though ti was hearing
does that make me open or paranoid and pushing everyone away?
I kno wi will never know the truth
of the mystery of why i experience such things
why one said your gonna get murdered to warn me
one said your going to get murdered to rub it in
and one said i'm goin gto murder you to tell me
and then after awhile it went away
action belief consequence
eight easy steps
how did I do?
I'm still alive
upset at my brain
looking over all my actions and the circles im walking
hoping for change
gonna look up the words to take the money and run
but i know its never that easy
Here i am the centre of music conspiracies and government terrorism
the new form of power others crave to purchase
building a leader they influence
and the genius i wish to be putting pieces together
has power to poin the finger and start yet another silent war
hiding no more
At the centre of my universe is me
and from time to time
in my own little world there is this mrder game that plays in my head
so i can understand things politicians never think of
how to protect those you care for
how to protect yourself from yourself and those who may be friends you have hurt
how to learn the hard way who uses love as a weapon or truly feels
and the murder game
and each player has a different reason for saying it to me
and forgiveness plays a big role
eight easy steps to be a leader
action belief consequence
how am i doing?
I know we bruise eachother and are at this table for our own selfish reasons
and this game teaches us more than just death threats
but thoughts uncovered of schemes for protection
and undercover thoughts of mistrust and trust
control and self control and when to say no
past mistakes and learning to hold your own ground
fight or flight
rainbows and carebears
and the silverlining of everycloud
not many peole know of what people must go through
to become a leader
to learn how to be brave
to be built up to smile in the face of danger
There are methods of madness
and here we live in a world where we are controlled by fear
step one is to not let fear control you
step two is facing it
step three is understanding your thoughts and actions maybe
at the centre of the music conspiracy protest
at the centre of the government and politics is me
sitting here thinking wondering
are they learning anything from what i went through last night being real or imagined
what i got hrough all the time
The murder game at the centre
where even the most powerless person can learn to be powerfull
and choose to do the right thing?
and the break down of the hitman
I'm the paranoid boyfriend
the two exlovers to say it again and again
and here i was thinking that maybe love was just a weapon
He said it to warn me
she seemed to say it to rub it in and laugh
he said it because he wanted to watch the victom squirm
and i said it allowed because they wouls all mutter it
in the back of my mind turn by turn but never admit it
All i could do was kiss him
All i could do was listen to the warning
All i could do was try not to let the paranoia of the reason she might have
All i could do was make sure she was happy
And in the back of my mind with different reasons for saying it
they would tell me in turns again and again
one by one
all night long
You're getting murdered
wether they really were or werent
this is a new experience
something new i can now relate to
purposes served
and no real right or wrong
and no difference between premeditative crime and insane delusions
I know i shouldnt think it
i should blame the drug
i should know no one thinks this world would be a better place without me
but hewre is my brain playing with mystery
filling in gaps
trying to take advice from people i want to trust
and i know eight easy steps never come easy
but there are reasons for the hell weird cults inflict upon themselves and others
This is how to think
this is how to act
this is how to feel
this is you action your belief your consequence
now live through this unexpectedly
look at the lies and liars the truth the dilema
and try being me
Because i didnt run from my supposed paranoia
if thats the case?
am i stupoid or brtave?
because i didnt freak out and just told everyone what i though ti was hearing
does that make me open or paranoid and pushing everyone away?
I kno wi will never know the truth
of the mystery of why i experience such things
why one said your gonna get murdered to warn me
one said your going to get murdered to rub it in
and one said i'm goin gto murder you to tell me
and then after awhile it went away
action belief consequence
eight easy steps
how did I do?
I'm still alive
upset at my brain
looking over all my actions and the circles im walking
hoping for change
gonna look up the words to take the money and run
but i know its never that easy
Here i am the centre of music conspiracies and government terrorism
the new form of power others crave to purchase
building a leader they influence
and the genius i wish to be putting pieces together
has power to poin the finger and start yet another silent war
hiding no more
At the centre of my universe is me
and from time to time
in my own little world there is this mrder game that plays in my head
so i can understand things politicians never think of
how to protect those you care for
how to protect yourself from yourself and those who may be friends you have hurt
how to learn the hard way who uses love as a weapon or truly feels
and the murder game
and each player has a different reason for saying it to me
and forgiveness plays a big role
eight easy steps to be a leader
action belief consequence
how am i doing?
I know we bruise eachother and are at this table for our own selfish reasons
and this game teaches us more than just death threats
but thoughts uncovered of schemes for protection
and undercover thoughts of mistrust and trust
control and self control and when to say no
past mistakes and learning to hold your own ground
fight or flight
rainbows and carebears
and the silverlining of everycloud
not many peole know of what people must go through
to become a leader
to learn how to be brave
to be built up to smile in the face of danger
There are methods of madness
and here we live in a world where we are controlled by fear
step one is to not let fear control you
step two is facing it
step three is understanding your thoughts and actions maybe
at the centre of the music conspiracy protest
at the centre of the government and politics is me
sitting here thinking wondering
are they learning anything from what i went through last night being real or imagined
what i got hrough all the time
The murder game at the centre
where even the most powerless person can learn to be powerfull
and choose to do the right thing?
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the murder game at the centre
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