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2003-10-19 - 7:56 p.m. you're not my problem anymore not that you ever were but in the lobby I implore your view on what occurred the plot, it got so twisted the characters were lame and yet you still insisted it's all part of the game the hero was not circumspect the moral was misled the brain's out-foxed by intellect and way up in the head there's no time like the present to bow out gracefully I'll play the dirty peasant and dodge so artfully . and if you don't listen to the word that's true tell me, who you gonna listen to? . I know this show so very well the shock appeal, don't ask - don't tell, the pain you feel, exploited shell, the desperate way you buy and sell you're blind to each device of hell where lady evanascence fell, no time for reconsideration nothing left to imagination you play the part you ghost write for and then cry wolf and laugh some more pathetic bee-stung table dance frenetic beast unstable trance landmine poster child et al and I'm supposed to care at all? . and if you don't listen to the word that's true tell me, who you gonna listen to? . the friction of ficticious ways the conflict in your broad way plays you know when all the lights go down and cast and crew are not around the show goes on after you drown your footsteps make that hollow sound the news enlightens all the ropes a noose which tightens on our throats as one more debut bites the dust but you reach down as fight you must that's the place I talk about where you find me, freakyouout but words cannot describe, convey... the things that I am trying to say the lowest form of communication you have to feel this strong sensation . and if you don't listen to the word that's true tell me, who you gonna listen to? . � � |