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I am the one who lurks in the shadows
Waiting for a passing unlucky fellow
My tone is mellow and my words sometimes hard to follow
As if my mind is made of jello
Wondering around in an open meadow
Yet it is the precision of my actions that prove me to be shallow.

I never chose to be this way
In this dark world i didnt have a say
My mind grew stronger and took over day after day
As i fell down the crack to hell where i couldnt pray
All i could do is treat the world as a theatrical play
And pull its strings till it decay

At times i wish this feeling would leave the inside of me
But i know ill never get rid of it entirely
Ill always be stuck in this family
And ill always be surrounded by my own insanity
Hurting people as far as my eyes can see
Yet remaining in the shadows as a ghost of society.