mashead testing
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 18, 2001
- Messages
- 12,030
Over rated under and through
I dont know what I am to you
past my visions lost the truth
I guess its time to make a move
I dont think some people realise
what they are doing and with
whos heads they are screwing
im glad I take my time choosing
Some things make me see
other just cloud away with me
but when I remember why im here
then all appears crystal clear
Dont forget where you come from
please think and try to stay strong
for now im happy to reignite my fears
and see it couldve cost me dear
When I take time to synchronise
the thoughts that waste in my eyes
its all to much for me to figure
though I know it couldve got bigger
Its good to know im still me,
softly misunderstood is who I be
for the ones who never listened
I dont think you are forgiven
No excuses for my minds bruises
no tarnished like stain,
take away my my window frame of mind
release my words and fall again
Nothing quite describes a realistion
no sights or sounds or even a sensation
but not quite knowing what I mean
the thoughts of me are somewhat clean
Although still slightly distant
hurt arrives and is still persistent
but memories are almost non existent
theories change my look at the system
Its good to think that I didnt sink
no level too low, no fool so high
and as I wipe the tears from my eyes
I can become fully resistent........
.......to dark black skies.
I dont know what I am to you
past my visions lost the truth
I guess its time to make a move
I dont think some people realise
what they are doing and with
whos heads they are screwing
im glad I take my time choosing
Some things make me see
other just cloud away with me
but when I remember why im here
then all appears crystal clear
Dont forget where you come from
please think and try to stay strong
for now im happy to reignite my fears
and see it couldve cost me dear
When I take time to synchronise
the thoughts that waste in my eyes
its all to much for me to figure
though I know it couldve got bigger
Its good to know im still me,
softly misunderstood is who I be
for the ones who never listened
I dont think you are forgiven
No excuses for my minds bruises
no tarnished like stain,
take away my my window frame of mind
release my words and fall again
Nothing quite describes a realistion
no sights or sounds or even a sensation
but not quite knowing what I mean
the thoughts of me are somewhat clean
Although still slightly distant
hurt arrives and is still persistent
but memories are almost non existent
theories change my look at the system
Its good to think that I didnt sink
no level too low, no fool so high
and as I wipe the tears from my eyes
I can become fully resistent........
.......to dark black skies.
