Fake fights in my own mind
I organize crime and carry out bank heists
Invincible! For I hide in alley ways that you've passed through
A master of trickery, a warning to all glorious thugs
The Jewelery thief strikes back, I fight in fountains
Under the bridge, and under the bridge, and under the bridge
Plastic lights fall on synchronized interiors
strobe light messiah, god of eye trance
cascading through air, we have reached 4,000 feet
deploy sarcasm, we musn't miss!
Arrangement, arrangment, flower arrangement?
I arranged for the carry on, so please carry on
nothing to see here, but a disorganized blotch on yesterdays newspaper
with half the ink on your hand, do you rub it into the sky or your eyes
vision is only that of which we want to see, we arrange our vision lines in view to that of pleasantries created with a whim, we have risked the world and now we must triumph! We deserve the glory, the medallions, and the silver!
Jump off the cliff the water is warm and I cleared the sharks out yesterday
Saturday, December 19, 2009
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