My mind is as puzzled as a Rubiks cube, Every thought processed to action blows another side out of proportion, The truth is fake, I contradict myself a lot without a warning, Emotions on each side of it, colour coordinated to moods so its too twisted, Simple complexities of it all, Im talking life in a box, So why are we even living anymore, weve already lost the damn plot, Slingshot my heart around, I guess oxygen likes flying, This is why I drink, coz you never know when Im lying, So stop denying and trying to observe every aspect of my lifeline, I already cut the chords so a blind mind can meet the night time.
Posted on: Sun, 22 Jun 2014 17:06:28 +0000
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