Plagued with thoughts; running through my mind.
How can I let it win; this war within your soul, you can't even seem to find.
But what am I to do; what's my role in this horror movie.
Just observe what's going on
Standing by, Watching idily
Or take out my sword ;
go to battle
With this disguise of disaster; this evil rapport
The clock is ticking.
He can't hear the beat.
He's gotta get out of the kitchen
Cause, up comes the heat.
There's nothing I can do
From within your little box
As you tell me you want help;
That all your marbles have been rocked.
Pick them up
one by one, I proclaim
But your conscious mind can't focus or aim.
you've been slammed up two way to Sunday
In one hole; and out your nose.
Extended to Monday.
Give it up, or I've got to go.
I have thrown you the ladder;
As I've watched you drown.
You cant seem to latch on;
In sadness, my hearts a frown.
As the old tales have always told;
I've brought you to the trough
As I sit and watch and wait
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