I’m the one that tells you what you want to hear. Like my boy BLUE, rationalism makes it all too clear. Green was right when he told about the loss of life. Never love and you can avoid the pain of that lovely knife. The twins are rough, but the what they said is the
Rationalism… I am the one that tells you it is all right. I am the one that regards your actions as holy and light. I tell you that your actions are justified, cause and effect. They pushed you that far, so they deserve what they get. Reality is not about right and wrong. It is
I’m the one that keeps you immobile. The one that grips on the happiness deep inside your soul. I feed off your loss, your sadness and leave you broken. I visit you, rehearse with you every lost word never spoken. I curl up with you, comfort you with the good times. Then I show you
I have a sick way of getting your attention. I whisper in your ear, your dark deeds, I like to mention. Every new experience, I remind you of your affliction, And when you say, “That’s not me!” I play another depiction. I keep you from people, tell you, you don’t need their interaction. They won’t
I’m the one that makes your stomach ache. The one that creeps up on you, when you make a mistake. I’m always there, waiting for you, again, to break. And I point it out, again and again, to see how much you can take. My twin and I are a dream team for real! We
I am the one who crawls up and down your spine. The one that pricks your consciousness from time to time. The one who stops you from truly living life, A dark cloud that lingers and tells you how to walk the line. Many don’t accomplish much with me by their side, Still many find comfort and truth
