We still believe in you old friend
Indifferent helping hands
Venom's injected by rejects
"a lie makes it way half-way around the world before the truth can get it's pants on"
These lies you speak of are nudists, your honor
My pants were never on fire
I'm of changed folk, I've learned every lesson
Have patience, patient
Irresistably chronic, fanatically fixated
An addict of tightropes expanding from here to sooner or later
Strung out on every blind uncertainty, self-expectations
To exist is but another quick fix away from dissension
Expect nothing else from me ever again
I've made my bed, it's where I'll lie
Write it down on the walls
Forge the ivory, plot the whites, entertainer
Genius perched matching keys
Prospect, observantly