Truth:
Am I The Only God I Know?
Waging Z's Wars Behind These Eyes?
And Choking On Our Throat?
The Others Will Scream That I Am Alone (lone, lone),
I-I-I've Got A Migraine,
And This Pain Will Never Cease,
Down Up And Many Ways,
Thank Me It's Wednesday!
Because Tuesdays Will Always
Be Crappier Than Mondays,
Because Thursdays Are Our F*ck It Days,
I Don't Get Why They--
Cass:
Always seem so hopeless?
Thunder, fuck--pain and cold,
no slight "drizzle"
Wether it's the people
or the fuckheads leaving carts,
Sometimes quitting seems better,
than this migraine in Brock's head.
Truth:
Let It Be Spelled What This Migraine Represents,
It's Watching The Front End In Suspense,
It's Us Suspended In A Crappy Day,
Day That Tests Like In An Old God Seminar,
That's Been Shown Best By My Depress-------ing Thoughts,
Z Does Not Have Writer's Block,
Just Want Him To Be Happy--Brock.
Z:
T won't let me sleep,
Like Cass said, sleep when We're dead,
and some days death seems better,
than the sinus headache in Our head.
Truth & Cass:
Are We The Only One We Know?
T, you're waging wars behind this face,
and soon cutting throat,
Friends keep telling you, you ain't alone.
Somehow We've Made It This Far, Cassandra.
Indeed, Yes, Yes,
A God Still Bleeds, Pardon,
Me For Screaming, Cassandra Yelling, No Simple Eden's Garden,
Switches Not What They Once Seemed,
We're A Different Scheme,
A More Broken Beast Feeding On Attention, It Seems.
Freeze, Brock,
Can You Paint Me A Mental Picture Portrait?
Something It Won't Be Left?
It's like a tattoo by your shoulder,
and how it's the door that,
takes you back,
that make Pandora's box nonsensical,
Look, We're Non-Violent,
Despite What You Hear Behind Our Eyelids,
This Mind? Shipwrecked.
You're family in a land Our mind could not find,
We didn't realize how painful it'd be,
full of suicidal waves,
murderous hungry lions
none to eat you
tears running down their skin,
and We know that We can't fight,
if We do then the Lie(on) wins,
We Begin To Get Together,
With Family I Can Find,
Because Sometimes To Survive,
You Got To Silence Your Mind!
Are You Another One That Knows?
Seeing Our Wars Behind This Face?
And above this throat?
You keep telling Us We're not alone,
"You keep fighting this long," You said,
Yeah, yeah, yessss,
then We will say that--
We Should Take A Day To Sleep Away,
Escape From The Pain J Has Made,
This Family Is Not Alone, No...
And then I tell T that,
He should take a moment,
and look--don't stay frozen,
and know that strife
has a sharing undertone,
and then You say that,
We should start to delegate,
skip all the pain that isn't shared,
this Front End ain't run alone...
And I Will See Then,
We Took A Moment
And Held It, We Listened,
And Brock Knows That--
Life Is Hopeful Underneath,
He Is The One That Knows,
Stop Waging Wars Inside This Face And Above This Throat!
No Longer Want To Scream That We're Alone,
Calypso Has Taught Us To Stay Strong, Indeed,
We've Made It This Far.
We'll Make It Through This...
Family.
Am I The Only God I Know?
Waging Z's Wars Behind These Eyes?
And Choking On Our Throat?
The Others Will Scream That I Am Alone (lone, lone),
I-I-I've Got A Migraine,
And This Pain Will Never Cease,
Down Up And Many Ways,
Thank Me It's Wednesday!
Because Tuesdays Will Always
Be Crappier Than Mondays,
Because Thursdays Are Our F*ck It Days,
I Don't Get Why They--
Cass:
Always seem so hopeless?
Thunder, fuck--pain and cold,
no slight "drizzle"
Wether it's the people
or the fuckheads leaving carts,
Sometimes quitting seems better,
than this migraine in Brock's head.
Truth:
Let It Be Spelled What This Migraine Represents,
It's Watching The Front End In Suspense,
It's Us Suspended In A Crappy Day,
Day That Tests Like In An Old God Seminar,
That's Been Shown Best By My Depress-------ing Thoughts,
Z Does Not Have Writer's Block,
Just Want Him To Be Happy--Brock.
Z:
T won't let me sleep,
Like Cass said, sleep when We're dead,
and some days death seems better,
than the sinus headache in Our head.
Truth & Cass:
Are We The Only One We Know?
T, you're waging wars behind this face,
and soon cutting throat,
Friends keep telling you, you ain't alone.
Somehow We've Made It This Far, Cassandra.
Indeed, Yes, Yes,
A God Still Bleeds, Pardon,
Me For Screaming, Cassandra Yelling, No Simple Eden's Garden,
Switches Not What They Once Seemed,
We're A Different Scheme,
A More Broken Beast Feeding On Attention, It Seems.
Freeze, Brock,
Can You Paint Me A Mental Picture Portrait?
Something It Won't Be Left?
It's like a tattoo by your shoulder,
and how it's the door that,
takes you back,
that make Pandora's box nonsensical,
Look, We're Non-Violent,
Despite What You Hear Behind Our Eyelids,
This Mind? Shipwrecked.
You're family in a land Our mind could not find,
We didn't realize how painful it'd be,
full of suicidal waves,
murderous hungry lions
none to eat you
tears running down their skin,
and We know that We can't fight,
if We do then the Lie(on) wins,
We Begin To Get Together,
With Family I Can Find,
Because Sometimes To Survive,
You Got To Silence Your Mind!
Are You Another One That Knows?
Seeing Our Wars Behind This Face?
And above this throat?
You keep telling Us We're not alone,
"You keep fighting this long," You said,
Yeah, yeah, yessss,
then We will say that--
We Should Take A Day To Sleep Away,
Escape From The Pain J Has Made,
This Family Is Not Alone, No...
And then I tell T that,
He should take a moment,
and look--don't stay frozen,
and know that strife
has a sharing undertone,
and then You say that,
We should start to delegate,
skip all the pain that isn't shared,
this Front End ain't run alone...
And I Will See Then,
We Took A Moment
And Held It, We Listened,
And Brock Knows That--
Life Is Hopeful Underneath,
He Is The One That Knows,
Stop Waging Wars Inside This Face And Above This Throat!
No Longer Want To Scream That We're Alone,
Calypso Has Taught Us To Stay Strong, Indeed,
We've Made It This Far.
We'll Make It Through This...
Family.
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