Dustin Dean

Homely coward during his lonely hour
Sits and thinks
Blinks and thinks...
Angry weather does not give any options
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Don't you see it coming?
Failure knocking at your front door
Making you one with the poor
Shutting off all hopes and determination
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Counter cultures come clashing at your true colors
All of them are your brothers, sisters, fathers, and mothers
The sharpened tool reveals the fool inside of you
Second hand stupidity will always be inside of you
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Hormonal intake from your needle, has already begun the effects
I can feel the veins, enplague my many necks
After crashing through walls, without any direction
The doctor straps me down, and gives me another injection
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Lovely shadows, carefully pass by the walls
Cries of nature, blindly attack us through the halls
See me in the real man's light, or take an easy flight
See me now, and inevitably start an unescapable fight
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Death is going to be the death of me
But I don't care.
All's a lie when you lay your money down
Exposing the material clown
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Too insecure to write about insecurity
I can't let you marry me
Every day twists my mind
Or so i'm told I'm just crazy for thinking that
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My feelings run through her hair
An exquisite sensation in the daytime
Bonded by the wall of charm
We just can't get over ourselves
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Camouflage confusion
To reduce reduction
While your ducks in a row
Are the only thing left to go
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Seven days of yearning
Each of them hooked to an IV
Growing beyond my chances
'She's ready to see you now'
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Your stroke paints the blood in my cheek
And your soul is what makes it real
Illuminated by the pangs of idealism
We share this burden's parallelism
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The auspices of a divided column seep
Into lengthy karmic powders so deep
Met again with the reactionaries of life
Bringing them home in their state of strife
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We dance this process
Until we are due to die
As serpents tie the one severed tie
That binds our only individuality
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I could never leave you
Libran saturated
And without a ring
Though my odds are grim
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Channels
Situated where they are
Give way from each side
In the shell of a deep well
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Holy vortex
Which rests under our knees
Bring us closer
To the final disease
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The world falls apart
Each crumbling problem
Falls off of my shoulders
But really, you can't blame my selfishness
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Blood on her mind and in her delicate veins
Pains me to realize the gravity of her frame
That brought me against my will
To a situation that I could never heal
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A personality is deceiving towards
A broad amount abroad
Keeping us separate from them
Makes everything seem outlawed
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I cursed his name in vain
As my cousins did in the past
Exalting a new formation
Based upon the new caste
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