7 November 2012
I crash landed and fell to Earth I was even doomed to fail at birth But something helped me, which was weird at first It kind of follows me around now like a vampire at thirst It's the not knowing or understanding that kind of hurts Like an annoying little child pulling at my shirt
Always wanting that little bit more Something's out to get me I am sure Like shadows of ghosts unable to explore Nothing to see or touch but always at my door Knocking and playing with a feeling to settle an old score
"Hello? Yea I think I've gone crazy Too much booze and weed has made me lazy I get feelings and see things that chase me No! I don't fear it, them or they or whatever you call it, young lady"
"Sir, this is the Premier Inn hotel I don't see how I'm able to help? If you need a room I can give you a good deal But my advice is stay of the illegal pills!"
I can't even get the phone number right For trying to get help for the things I see out of sight Is this some kind of a joke and I've missed the punch line? I'll just continue to convince myself that I'm ok and all is fine
Everyday for me is like Halloween For the things I know and things I've seen I don't always see dead people like that kid in The Sixth Sense I've had some "unusual" stuff happen tho that kinda makes me tense
Oooooh memory sensory overload Can you hear what others don't know? My brain box is about to implode And I don't think you'll like the show
My legs are like a dead weight I stumble and fall to a higher grace Good God it has no face Vanished! Disappeared without a trace You're laughing like I'm disgraced
But I can handle my booze and drugs So I just smile and laugh at you with a shrug 'Cos it's you that's sick and in need of a hug Binge drinking and hospitalised having your stomach pumped I'll see you on the other side after the big jump Now, where's that lady with the hotel room I booked If she's imaginary then I'm talking to them too and I am fooked
Seventh Sense • Opuss № I