Unforgettable, less then forgivable, wrapped up in thought, words that are bottled up, like one shot, rise from the bottom to the top, why stop, then drop, back in to the same ol drama, say the hell to karma, less of the dier memories, of that quiet timid me, its a never ending revolution, so how can the the solution, be reducing, then mass producing, persuing lies and twisted ties, still as americans were still surprised, yet we still pretend, to contend, so before we point out a mistake, its to late, to debate, or hate, to make, a counter action, its with in the closed caption, decided paths, together we will clash,.....Its a feelin u get, when u feel the hit, perfectionest twist, stunned from the mist, its just a step, and short quick breath, its a counter with a strike, left then a right, stars then lights, dark then goodnight, its the ending of the slightest lie, two faced sigh, why, must i reside, behind the facts that remain, caught in a maze made to substain, the reign, of the highest pain