ill sit and stare in awe
of the sickness i'm witnessing
you all can live your watered-down lives
here in this bar
you can grab the nutcracker and make him sing
make him dance and shout and rejoice
for rejoice's sake
it doesn't matter, it serves no purpose
so i'm in a shitty mood today
and this scene in front
it's humiliating, it's digusting
so maybe tonight i'll pretend to take a piss
and walk out the door
but no, tonight i'll cause disorder
i'll fool them all and go home as if it's all normal
but when i arrive i'll blare the radiohead
but only through headphones
and i'll write as a cereal killer,
one who kills for more LIFE
and ill make sure to spell things incorrectly
like cereal?
we're all just actors anyway
and somehow i'll let them know i exist
in the shadows of my own head
and i'll fool them all and cause panic for the holidays
i am the zodiac killer
i am chip reese
i am the prodigal son
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