Here we are again. Don't you find this getting old?
Are you a fucking idiot? Don't you get sick of being told?
About your fakes, and your facades. Did you calculate the odds?
Of a savior finding favor, when you desicrate all gods?
It's time to stop riding the fence, knuckle up, and start living
The end will come faster, than you can recapture the begining
You've got to get on track, and don't look back
You're timing and planing need to be exact
Get on track, you need to think, then act
Don't let the sweet bliss of ignorance distract
You must be out your mind, or all 5 senses must be blind
The web that you're entangled in, is one of your design.
You sad, silly little fool!
You say you're so tired of always feeling dis-connected
Try and exercise those lonely ghosts that you've collected
No one will do it for you, if they do it's not the same
You need to leave this world in peace, or get into this hustled game
If you wait for it to happen, I can promise it will pass you
The consequences of your actions, and your sins will far out last you
You've got to get on track, and make contact
With the strength to fill the spots your will lacks
Get on track, don't just react
You've got to give action, before you can get some slack
You must be fucking crazy, you never cease to amaze me
The fact you never take the blame, constantly slays me
You goddamned silly fool!
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