its creeping around here somewhere,
lurking in the back
it is crawling up my skin
tweaking at my craw
There's that feeling somethings coming
something wrong as this dark cloud gathers
blocking out the sun
And you cant stop it
this conspiracy; this madness of pain
it will always come,
its looking for me again
just fuck off I'm over this game
got to ride the perfect storm again
no way out now
wont know till it gets here
where its coming from
all I know is its coming back
and lurking in my hold
it will pit them all against me
it will ride their insecurities
they will attack
and I like arrows off a slick back
will just sit and wait the game out
and when it comes
I will Martin Luther King its ass
to kingdom come untill the
omnious is come and its evil
will undone.
brace. here it comes...