If it's fixed don't break it.
Is that how you say it?
Demons repossessed my body, said I was late on a payment.
Thinking I'm delinquent, making a stink for no reason.
Scream all you want you blasphemous heathens,
man can be destroyed, but never is he beaten.
So run rabbit, run. The outside world isn't safe.
You shouldn't have shown your face.
Home you've made will soon be your grave.
Televisions are haunting, 'cause life is stressful and daunting
Glassy eyes, Electric Lungs, and a PC to keep the blood pumpin'
Isn't that something, words matched with melodic rhythm,
methodically written to try to free your mind from it's prison
but it won't listen to warnings I've given.
Face it, one line left to make a profound statement
look both ways or become a stain on the pavement.
Brain's degraded, pain isn't alleviated.
Arrangements made by an insane man,
lurking in your basement.
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