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Flatlining is as normal a sound To you As your own heart beat. Well, Who cares About what you think Now? Just a little more, I think I think I care After all we've been through I continue to fall For the thing I know Is wrong Maybe I'm lying on my death bed Or maybe I'm just giving in to what you said Tell me, why am I feeling this now? Has it begun to show? Has it been too long? Preparation isn't everything When you've got nothing more than the other side of your soul What's missing, Tell me What's missing from this? It's insisted that I believe in reality But I believe imagination is So much more Enticing when ther

 I watch you as you shift through the floor; watch me and you'll see the extremity of the situation. I feel it necessary to tell you this is just a phase. I was taught that lying was immoral, but is it always? For the sake of keeping who you are intact, is it so wrong? Humanity truly is overrated; egotistical religious leaders attempting to diffrentiate between right and wrong: You can't. No matter how hard you try, there are always certain variables, certain degrees of immoral acts and acts of selflessness. For the Earth to simply cease to support life would be nothing short of a miracle. A miracle that we need desperately..

All these lies seem to fade right through But never seem to come back to bite you. Your a liar, but it doesn't seem to phase you Your a faker, Who are you anymore? All I can say is that your just a no good whore. Honestly, Your missing the bigger picture, Honestly, your becoming more of a mixture Of what you think is right and what's really wrong Honestly, you don't know the definition of the word Honestly, my third (love, and the most significant of them all) But what's being honest got to do with you anyway? You don't know the half of it Some say if you die in your dreams, your heart will stop beating.. Well baby, I'm your wor

You're Sure To Provoke Me What's wrong with this scene here? It's lacking a picture wherein a bullet shows through your vein; emphazising your expression of fear. What's so wrong with living a lie? Isn't it easier to play a role and pretend to be someone your not? Pick up your sword and keep from playing dead; Why are you so ashamed of all the battles you've fought? Did I keep you from yourself? Did I replace your heart with a less concerned inanimate object? Think again, it's been there all along; Laced with your detonator for the nations supply of nuclear rockets. The stock market keeps falling; is it played parts by the media? Is it