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Lizard Chronicles
It was to much for the lunatic....
thoughts becomin' acts of shame and dishonor,
morals are sins, everyday plague by the disease of yesterdays' dreams.
An addict to a fix of adrenaline,
thats what keeps the beast movin'. It's been a long journey
for the piper, by now his weary, but not tired..adapt to any circumstance.
Nothing was to big to conquer.
always was a reach away...reprocushions followed the lead.
never alone, voices inside taunting, haunting in the dark. the piper must rest.
Now headaches, migranes, don't matter it's over.
now, this rock is my pillow, i must close my eyes and
never awake again...i hate my life, i love it's meaning, eager to see the outcome.
But the outcome is before me...
workin' but no money to show, i smoke most of it....
crazy rachel got a hold of me. the devil laughs,i join in laughter at my disaster.
The perfect stranger indeed......
