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Someone----

----Has to

Make it----

----Clearer

Lost it-----

-----In the

Smoke and-----

-----Mirrors

.....

HAH

I finally got it, just this evening

Somewhere in between her screaming.

God, I'm such a fucking bastard.

Guess I shoulda fucking asked her.



He's a prick, he thinks he's holy,

I'm all wrong, that's what he told me.

"I don't know where you've been standing",

Well I know where you're gon' be landing.

"Don't make threats", NO! YOU DON'T TOUCH HER!

YOU'LL KICK MY ASS, BUT I'LL BREAK YOUR THUMBS FIRST!



"Sorry, bro, but we were talking"

Turn around and don't stop walking.

"So, how's stuff with you and Sarah?"

She's mine, and I don't wanna share her.

I'd always been your only friend,

But I'll never stick up for you again.



I don't give a fuck who's reading,

And I don't really care who's cheating.

All this shit's not worth repeating.

So tell me, why have I been beating

My own ass up every evening?

Tell me why they're always screaming.



Hills and Valleys----

----Mountains, Chasms

Gagging, Heaving----

----Twitching, Spasms

Grip the Wheel----

----And flip the Roadster

On my fucking----

----Roller Coaster



I asked God to get me off it,

With all the ups and downs, I'd lost it.

Twists and turns, I couldn't take it,

Enough with all the constant snaking!

No more ups, so no more smashing,

Don't get high, so don't come crashing.

This is great, it's downright peachy,

Always down and always reaching.

Damn it, now I finally get it,

When exactly did I let it?

Get to this pathetic level,

So low I can't dream of heaven.

Not that I should dream of dreaming,

I have no right to be screaming,

To the Gods, or even angels

Not to man, to friends or strangers.

I wanted off the roller coaster,

Now I'm off the pot and in the roaster.

      - Lo Ruhamah