Tonight, My fate rests in your hands
but we all have our own evil plans.
We all don't care what the others think
and we don't know how far down we can sink.
We don't lie to ourselves about emotion and pain
and in a way we all like to think we're clinically insane.
We all love to be loved bit hate to be held
and we all reminisce over the perfumes we've smelled.
We all like to think we're the number one
since all we do is go out looking for fun.
We rule the world in our iron grip
and we fear the day the control might slip.
We loathe those who own it all
and we rue the day that we're supposed to fall.
We forget about the past and piss on the future
for that just one more open wound to suture.
We drive all night till we can't drive no more
and when it comes down to it we're happy on the floor.

06/14/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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