November 2nd, 2009

" I should have had a plan, cuz now these ropes won't come free…" Map The Streets- Senses Fail

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You like to pretend, don't you?

You like to hold all your secrets to yourself,

Pretend everything's the same,

And every day, you get absolutely nowhere,

It's fine, I know how it feels,

People do it all the time,

I mean, at least, I think so.

People lie, cheat and steal, too, don't they?

So, how should this be different,

Of course, this is lying to yourself,

I don't know how many people do that…

I lie, I lie to myself all the time,

Go ahead, what's the difference,

you can at least feel better about yourself now,

Feel better about all the bullshit that you do,

Maybe, you won't hate life as much,

Maybe, it'll be easier to laugh at your fucking self.

There's many forms of help out there, if you need anything,

I just want you to know, we'll be there for you.

You can come to us at anytime, we'll be there for you.

That's fine, I can help you,

You don't know what you're missing out on,

The rush, the high, the fucking ride.

There's absolutely nothing wrong, so don't hesitate to ask for anything.

Can I have some whiskey? A joint? I'm not hesitating to ask you, see?

So, I'll just wrap this up, are there any questions?

Do you think you'll be all right,

Able to cope out there?

It can be pretty tough, y'know.

Finish up your bullshit,

Of course it's fine, I grew up with this stuff,

I can cope out there, at least they have what I need,

It's not tough, not when you have the high.

So, I guess I'll see you later,

Same time next week?

Yeah, sure, same time next week,

So I can practice this game,

Let you have your fucking fun.

Okay, then. Keep up the good work.

Thanks, you keep up the bullshit.