"frozen thoughts"
harsh reality frozen on film to be kept locked immovable
immortal in developed minds of time and an eye. searching
seeking a sideways side step sidetrip out of reality.
Walking past a silent screaming crowd with isolation overtones.
feel alone next to everyone as he wails up on stage and
lets fly with a showman's act of bravery. look around.
white. black. nothing. i feel... the vibrations of bass
as the lyrics take me over and gain control. get it?
how can the pretty painted people ever realize they are
him, only with a different paint by number set.
fake poseurs call poseurs fake and inflict
words and fire on the reals. the ones who are...
they sway like grasses in a marsh in the wind and
are happy. ignorance is bliss, slit your counterfeit
wrist and watch it bleed black like the make-up that you
wear. and green like the greed and money that drives
you. And red? like the blood that turned cold so long
ago. sway to vibrations of bass and paint your face
as i feel the isolation overtones.
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