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Trapped by my reflection 
In a neon beam arcade
Life lies down on twisted pictures
I can't go on this way

A million scattered pieces
A million ways

Mutilate

Front Line Assembly

Monument

1998

perhaps even kill your loved ones? Yes you did " [Braindead] 
Control of power 
Strangles, strangles the mind 
Collapse of the system 
Destruction

Pull it and point it at em 
My point of aim through pain is power if peeped correctly 
Perhaps if your perception wasn't outlined by deception 
Caused by

Slowly opening my eyes I see
I see this spinning girl in front of me
I merely outside for some air on
That hot September ninth evening
Perhaps I

good to each other
perhaps if they were
our deaths would not be so sad

Excerpt of ""The Crunch"" by Charles Bukowski (1977). Voice of Charles Bukowski.

To perhaps define life

Staring through the Sun
Observe past constellations
Light absorbed by
Ravening singularities
And quasars are spewing life

the river of time with sorrow is seized my soul.
The garden faded and by blood are dimmed my eyes.
Every day increases on my heart the scratch.
Why I have to,

and plunder
Slept in the crevices of scars, Made pillows out of tear-stained pages
Danced ceaseless in the rain, serenaded by menacing thunder
We feasted

from a failing economy
Perhaps nothing to look forward to
For something worthy

Conspiracies go as part of everyday life
While we mock those waiting for

My Man

Charlie Shavers

Complete Recordings, Vol. 1 [Charlie Shavers/Ray Bryant Quartet]

2005

He'd go straight sure as fate
For it never is too late
For a man
I just like to dream 
Of a cottage by a stream 
With my man
Where a few flowers

catch the plague

Cut off the dead flesh
Recycled trauma
Leave the misbegotten
To their own deformed karma
One by one we cut the threads
Now they lie in

As I look at the beach dimly lit by the full moon light at 2am
I can barely see the sea wave striking at the beach line
Perhaps in another 50 years

the sky

I took a walk and lost my dog
And soon was lost the same
Oh there he roams
By the old tombstones
The walls of Winnie's grave

Out on the island

enough
Maybe me
Feeling the times in play
Where we’re
Getting pushed out of the way
And nobody notices
Hey
The times are getting tough
Perhaps it’s
Knowing

Have you ever felt like an outsider
If so you’re not alone
Now by definition an outsider is somebody who does not belong to a particular group
It

What happened to us
We are not the same
Perhaps we grew up
Or the world, has changed
What have we done ?
Where are we now ?
I think we are imprisoned

I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With the sword and pistol by my side
And many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade

One Day She'll Love Me [From the Emperor's New Groove]

Shawn Colvin

The Emperors New Groove [Soundtrack]

that in love

I'd be lost and so easily led

I guess I was caught

By that hint of a smile on her face


I thought I was happy

When my life was as easy

a footpath,
So I sat by a tree and I laughed,
And my misfortune, the utter state,
Of confusion and disgrace. 

Perhaps I’ll meet someone new,
Someone kind

I see you, like the sight of God has blessed my eyes
Delete you, raindrops from the sky speak of suicide
I see you, memories flashing by, but I am

mystery
From mere mortals
We seek a knowledge portal
Structures, buildings, unbuildable
So perhaps not built by human hands
Sinking in the desert sands

He says, "It's all the things that we could be"
She says, "I read everyday"
And, "I'm not convinced by cafes"
Call me at night when I have the time

Two Friends Take A Bow For The Record


Perhaps we were cut out of the same cloth or cardboard
Or maybe you were carved out of soap, and I, out

on this scene for much longer
Weighed down by our emblems
It is perhaps time to be set free...