Encrypted Mind of Skippy 3
Its the tongue and cheek when the compulsive liars always speak,
Act bleak as they continue to sneak-a-peak,
Of what leaks the poison they continue to drink,
Wander aimlessly in the dark... clockwork makes you distraught,
So I start the spark as it increases the beasts bark,
Outlined in chalk as the casualties reappear on the chart,
Future looks grim when you continue to sin,
Happiness within is smothered from the pain you feel unforgiven,
Love transforms to hate... hate dissipates the emotions you migrate,
Souls irate... suffocating itself until you lose it's mind state,
Dissect what remains, emotions scattered in the brain leave you,
Marked insane as you pray that someone will stop the wicked rain,
Try to rearrange the colors you plaster on the paper once plain,
Tick-tock on the repeated clock has all activities come to a sudden stop,
Drop the top as you reveal what makes you pollute your precious crop,
Dissect this brain... speak my name... feel the pain coursing through these veins,
I confided and love I provided to be rejected when you said I'll always be accepted,
I leave it where you left it but you can't respect it so I ****ing severe it,
Endless planet seems flawless until the drugs enahances it,
Evil glances provide with the answers to defeat the infectious cancer,
Label me a bastard because I won't provide your ignorance with laughter,
Ever care so much you lose yourself? Ever hated something so bad you hate yourself?
Day in and day out I'm in a battle with myself yet all your worried about is yourself?
Where's the bodies wealth when you work your soul to death,
The curse makes me beserk as I continue to kill the retards,
Lost pace increases the space... the space leaves you dirt to face,
The worth of faith diminishing along with the morals of mans good grace,
Graze on my lawn... silently remove my last pawn,
Stitch your faded cloth as your reality filters your thoughts,
Hear the gossip... don't stop it, accept any love when it's offered,
That's why I'm bothered... people care but dare to not play fair,
Satisfying their chest rather then the one who leave it bare,
The circus will surface as you evil mother ****ers hide behind the curtains,
Chairs with dead carcasses will reveal your actions caused your hollow coffin,
Eyes tell the story... from the mistakes and from things you did all holy,
The glory of defeating your titans is satisfaction enough to keep fighting.
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