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[bigaznmale]

"The Used"

as the clock ticks
true feelings begin to surface
true intentions begin to show
she gave me a drink
liquid cocaine people call it
i downed it fast
without a though
this person hasnt dont anything
to make my mind distraught
it hits me like a brick wall
it hits me like a lead balloon
i fall to the ground
like a limp wrist
i was vulnerable
i tristed her to make sure i lived
she attached strings to my hands and feet
she moved me like a puppeteer
swift and sweet
really
swift and sweet?
anything but
i was along for the ride
strings were pulled
stings were attached
buyt only in one way
was it her to me
or was it me to she
it will be revieled
the cocktail of life
two parts intentions
one part orange juice
and dont forget a pinch of disgression
down that and see what happens
::sigh::
will it fuck you up
will it make you happy
will it slap your face
or will it hold your hand
you will neve know
the drink has yet to be made
the bar tender asked
what would you like to drink
she said she wanted a screwdriver
i began to open my mouth
then with great finnes
the strings were tugged
my jaw was closed
and the bartender began to make the drink
she looked into my eyes and said
she would never hurt me
she grabbed the shot glass
said cheers and the drink was gone
i camt to
looked at her as i scratched my head
what happened i asked
nothing, you just fell she explained
do you want to know what i dreamt of
she snapped at me saying no i wouldnt
she walked off into the sunset
as i sat there and threw my guts up
i felt my heart
for it skipped a beat
i looked at my hand
there was nothing but blood.

Razor Dreams