XX

Haphazardly tumbling hard, fall right down laugh
Out loud. All in the scheme of things, we're all looking
Up growing tall (It's like pulling one hair)
You are what you are to me (With wet fingers)
In my eyes you're a star (Petroleum Jelly)
You're something I'll never be (and watch the rain dance)
You're something I'm frightened of...
I've got to get clean, the rain will cleanse me, and I've
Got to wash, these filthy hands
Because it's all, just a futile plan, that would mean I'd have
To believe again, It's like a career to breathe. An existence
I can't conceive emotionless as in slug in my imagined
Oblivion (it's as much fun as poking at a nerve)
You would swear, that I could walk and talk
(No one wants to fail but no one wants to work)
But I doubt you will ever (Vocabulary)
(Test is graded on a curve)
Ever prove enough (Smartest kid is stupid, word is never heard)
I doubt you will ever prove it!
I've got to get clean, the rain will cleanse me. And I've got to
Wash, these filthy hands. All these thoughs and feelings
Are for naught unappealing so you expect them to dull
And fade still they remain caught waiting for the rain
Time devours life, with my soul as the defendany don't
Catch me if I fall I may have jumped, you never know,
You don't know me at all... at all.

Locked away in a cage, my rage has got the best of me.
Time finds a way each day of leaving less of me,
Behind I find this fight must be won inside the mind,
So uptight and confined often blinded by the light
Taking it's toll, on my system, like some PLAYED OUT EXISTENCE

Time ticks away these last few moments is there anything
We've left unsaid? I'm on a quest for atonement
I've got to find pice of mind and a place to rest.

Biding my time, until I'm strong enough to fight back.
Hope, against hope for some resistence been takin it
Out on my system (Time finds a way each day of leaving less of me,
Behind I find this fight must be won inside the mind,
So uptight and confined often blinded by the light)

Rest- There's a calm before the storm and the western front is quiet,
I've got rembrant as my right hand, and solo as my pilot.

Condemned Man - Condemned
Convicted Man - Convicted
Could not save my life cutting strand by strand, passing off like some
Kind of king, you don't know peace til you've had suffering (I've suffered)
All of your so call resolve but you haven't tasted pain have you ever been
Insdie the new Masterpiece? (Rest)
Have you ever been inside? (Rembrant as my right hand solo as my pilot)
Have you ever been inside of the new Masterpiece? Condemned man,
Convicted man could not save my life cutting strand by strand.