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don’t beleive everything you hear

Hemmed in the white jacket

doped up to the eyeballs

rockin to the rhythem

no one can hear

it’s a prison he’s kept in

one without bars

except the one on the window

and there’s bugs in his brain

the strain of outside

messed up his mind

the promise of tomorrow

was broken by lies

a blood thirsty killer

driven by voices

“you could be king”

they said

“destroy the evil ones”

they cried

“kill or be killed”

and now he’s inside

painting a picture

a nonfiction face

transfixed in terror

Perfect that’s what you said

Angel that’s what you called me

guilt, that’s wedlock is two not three

love, but that wasn’t true

alone, but you know you weren’t

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