blame the iconography
the lame attempt at psychology
metaphorical dichotomy
misplaced praise in what you want to be
another ironic dream
hoisted by their own petard
find regret in the regard
while their hair recesses
& voice lost to the cigars
depression coined to the bar
the fallen are so odd...
forgetting everything they are
thats fine by me
find me where the lies might be
where the lines might meet
but never where the lions like sleep
cause I find that pride quite weak
laughter erupts within
the goals are clear to blind vision
youll never find it if you dont listen
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.....laugh....and the world laughs with you
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