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Whats the point when i don't reach many peoples eyes,
i have a lot to think, just always keep it in disguise,
i barely tap 10% of what i want to write in thousands of tries,
10 people are revived by me, 90 all die,

i can't help everyone, i need to help myself,
time to dust off that confidence that fell behind my shelf,
time to move on, i must see that everything has changed,
stuff isn't where it should be, my whole life was rearranged,

guess when i voted Obama i was about to get my change,
must be directed by Rob Zombie, everything is strange,
can't lose a mind that is no longer attached to a heart,
lost in more than one way, scattered in many parts,

like an actor playin numerous movies in one summer,
only all of mine are flops, what a bummer,
made up of music, my chest holds the drummer,
no short term memory so everyone is a newcomer.