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Intro:
Pick up, Pick up...Pick up, Pick up...
Verse One:
Now I can't even think back. Self-induced amnesia has made its impact &
Mental health produced at leisure was frayed once it was intact &
I voluntarily refuse to remenisce &
If I could choose any wish...I'd lose my genesis &
And prove to my nemesis that I don't need Memory Lane on my way home &
But I got lost and I needed a pay phone &
Because I was in an unsafe zone...inside of a place unknown &
Where unfamilliar faces roam (...and it's so strange)... &
I've got no change...I could've sworn that I did when I left &
My breath gets heavy with every lie and theft &
I looked right and left...then I called people at my home collect &
To tell them, "Things changed." But they just won't accept &
I'm out of range...with no respect. Every time I asked for directions &
All I got was dead ai, cut lines, and bad connections &
People who would helo changed their number to unlisted &
411 info left me unassisted. Wickedly twisted... &
incidents. Is it coincidence? I choose to think so &
Deep in thought, my eyes blink slow. Pictures appear like slide shows &
My mind knows each and every single detail &
Total recall is leaving me pale &
Sick to my stomach...nautious...forces of nature bring my homing instinct &
Its stink...is so distinct...now let me think...a minute &
epiphany: This is the much traveled trail from my past &
Now an unbeaten path...unfunny memories are now making me laugh.
Chorus
Verse Two:
Haaaaaa! The flashbacks of my past acts are numerous &
Since out the uterus...Earth encounters ain't been that humerous &
heheheheh...my laugh lines have been faked for the last time &
I'm past my prime. Climaxing again is a task of mine &
I'm homeward bound. Break out the map and atlas &
I ask gas station attendants...and they just act pissed &
I'm black listed...for not staying true to white lies &
I fight lies...in darkness...heartless...until the night dies &
Then I shed some light on what's the matter &
Reflections in the looking glass self scatter when the hard stares make it shatter &
7 years bad luck? Time's irrelevant &
I'm searching for signs of intelligent minds, but find the element &
Which blinds what the hell I think. Now I'm thinking... &
"What time is it?" I see the 12:00 blinking &
Check the position...of the sun...to see there is none &
I figure there's an eclipse...so I look away to save my wisdom &
The solar system left me stranded in a universe &
Where I do reverse psychology. Apologies are made through my verse &
Ain't nothing to do but curse when I'm frustrated &
Making people disgusted. Plus, I'm mistrusted and hated &
That's an understatement, but who really cares about my failure years? &
I'm on an expedition...following my trail of tears &
From when I cried, but...it dried up...and vaporized &
I played your game, so where's my consalation prize? I'm taking lies &
from faking guys...and gals...who want to be my pals...and peers &
At this here pace, it'll take me a thousand years &
To fins my way back...encompassing what they lack &
It cost me most of my life, but still I'm thinking about a pay back &
Decapitated...I lost my head, and fear is activated &
I'm in a fog. My blood, sweat and tears evaporated &
I back track to find my lost sense of direction &
Stop, look, and listen...before I cross the intersection &
There's much construction. I'm signaled with morse code &
to take a detour. Somehow I end up on an off road &
I squint my eyes...trying to find some street signs &
I can only read strong thoughts. These people have weak minds &
Trapped in a desert that to me looks like a sandbox &
With damn NARCS...hold up, son...I'm noticing some landmarks &
I rack my brain...knowing that I can't attack in vane &
Upon return I promised myself not to act the same &
But every so often my selective screen memory...will be my enemy &
Metamorphasize and say, "Remember me?" &
Getting me petro...wish I could kill the retro &
But heck no...to much of my past I just can't let go &
I'm just a stone's throw away from my home turf...which really is this whole earth &
But claims like that have no worth &
epiphany: And then it hits me...the reason why I'm dizzy &
Is because I've been traveling in circles keeping myself busy.
(Where is he?)
Chorus
Outro:
Deejay Perseus drumming.
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