Tuesday, March 15, 2005

paranoia
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sitting here
in my room
hearing voices
after noon

they say that everyone
is conspiring against you
making you paranoid
making you, you

they say that life
isnt enough and
only death can suffice
the urge to go to never land

they push you out
into your car
out into the street
you wont go far

off the road
and on the highway
going the wrong way
thinking you'll fly away

when all of the sudden
you see two lights
a horn blasts
with all its might

the truck tries to stop
but its too late
you collide head on
and seal you fate

the truck had a leak
and gas all around
the flames start leaping
one spark with no sound

the flames race
across the gas covered ground
then one big explosion
and reverberating sound

the truck was a tanker
hauling gas
but you hit him anyway
and toasted your ass.

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