Reversal

Dec 25, 2008 17:58

I am a blank page.
A clear screen.
An empty suit,
You can see through.

A make-your-own,
do-it-yourself,
Whatever you want,
Another projection of yourself

So, you paint that smile
All your own style
Thought you figured it out,
But you won't know how
And we'll all drown in denial
Soaked in the underground..
Watch how
We come across
Come around.
Come around.

Now, did I make a sound?
I feel like i'm bound
So I, take it down to the ground.
Bring it up, and God's
just clownin' with us

Religiously, and it's just me
all in the in between
how many reams did I bleed
I still can't see
But if you could read my mind
Then it's all fine
Down the line.
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