Static

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Feelings Inside...

She says that you're nothing.

And you believe her.

She says that you are not human.

And you understand where she's coming from.

She and her followers agree

that you need to die.

And you see their point.

Everything's so serene

and less complicated

when you just shut up and obey.

When the time arrives for you to finally see the truth

You live with the haunting voices

the evil that was pure.

Waking nite after nite

with the nightmares that don't disappear.

You get used to them after awhile.

They're awake when you are sleep

they whisper when you're talking.

Your soul is never the same

stirred silently as century after century

you fall apart inside.

And tears visit your eyes

never vacationing.

You change and they will change with you.

They are the static you're succumbing to ...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I hope at least SOME of you know what I'm talking about. For the rest of you "normal" fucks, I don't know. Watch a movie or something.

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