vixen2
Bluelighter
i found this and it kinda felt vaguely familia so i thought what the hell may as well share it with u guys. enjoy.
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Tripping Time...
by Andrew Phillips
Tripping time again,
swigging magic pills of pure bliss;
sucking down, insanity coursing through
my body, my fingers grasping at invisible
strings; strings which I can see manipulating
the world, as I try to cut them, in a frenzy;
till two men in dark black grab my arms
from behind, and pin them to my body;
stopping my efforts...I ask them who they
are, and they don't reply; that's okay though,
cause I know where they from--the Zionist
Occupation Government has got me at last,
and as they cart me off, in full view of the town,
I scream out:
"there was someone on the grassy knoll,
the CIA killed Kennedy, Roswell was real,
Aliens are among us, Hitler lives, hidden in
suburban America, next door to Elvis, the FBI
killed MLK, all you have to do is believe, and
trust no one, trust no one...trust no one;"
and when I come to in a small room I see
the man who taught me all this, the one who
opened my eyes to the shadow government,
and as the needle descends toward my arm
he smiles wickedly, and says "trust no one."
*******************
Tripping Time...
by Andrew Phillips
Tripping time again,
swigging magic pills of pure bliss;
sucking down, insanity coursing through
my body, my fingers grasping at invisible
strings; strings which I can see manipulating
the world, as I try to cut them, in a frenzy;
till two men in dark black grab my arms
from behind, and pin them to my body;
stopping my efforts...I ask them who they
are, and they don't reply; that's okay though,
cause I know where they from--the Zionist
Occupation Government has got me at last,
and as they cart me off, in full view of the town,
I scream out:
"there was someone on the grassy knoll,
the CIA killed Kennedy, Roswell was real,
Aliens are among us, Hitler lives, hidden in
suburban America, next door to Elvis, the FBI
killed MLK, all you have to do is believe, and
trust no one, trust no one...trust no one;"
and when I come to in a small room I see
the man who taught me all this, the one who
opened my eyes to the shadow government,
and as the needle descends toward my arm
he smiles wickedly, and says "trust no one."
