[brokenhal0]

A x-ray of excuses in exchange for entombment
a movement matter of fact this reality is still as plain as i knew it

but the puppet masters at play will challenge the way you sneak threw it
divide and separate defecate who will deny a prison planet anyway

the truth is strange it hides and exist only to prove whats late
in the race of time all women and men lose there shape

in exchange for mine i lose the pain lucid hands move the wave
the sooner i ran to loot whats great the longer it took to move away

soothing cause the spell has a cooler name and don't be fooled boy
they gonna look your way but you good shooked with hate

lovers lane but we ain't the same protest the system alienate your brain
taming lions but the wounds in vain word to the moons in planes

erking you till you move away the movie was filmed today big screen
your world your eyes big dreams you lie you die ask what does this mean

big cut not paychecks big strings wake up the simulation is doing your thinking
with no choice her moist would be empty tempt me again i just say no forever

didn't even know whats clever until the day the weather changed
direction is everything and attention is the only money that's really paid
really sad that few control many in plenty ways

cause they was failures anyway stay on topic the picture is the penalty
last week i was puzzled couldn't get a glimpse of the enemy

thoughts are like centipedes legs with that energy dazed in dark destiny and
they rats hit em with that extra cheese big facts phantoms like them amputees

just hope that i can perceive that cant be us posing in them camera screens
until hell becomes your fantasy's stand for something while we hold up your pants n jeans

the puppetmaster of the crossroads pray for me on your hands and knees....