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Till Next Time (2007)

Once again i�m next in line
Next in line; soon to ride
A ride so twisted, it worps and binds
Binds the soul as well the mind
And what that means I can�t define
However, i�ll explain the rules implied
You see; I understand your still the blind
Pay attention though; theres not much time
First things first; it goes fast and high
It�s not so bad but many have cried
though not from fear; that lies inside
Believe me I know, both how and why
But not today, were short on time
Now listen closly; this rule affects the eye
As many will agree, while others will deny
This ride fuctions without being aligned
Just know when it travels its sure to find
Your bottle with a cork; storing emotions you hide
Weather id be depression, rage, or suicide
The temptation will grow; controlling with it�s guide
Please; do me a favor and ingore its decieving lie�s
For it would be a shame to see its night fill your eyes
You seem like a nice kid who�s fetish is twins with mine
And the experience is need; as like your spine
But theres one more thing I ask before I ride
Go take a closer look at its sign
But you must magnify it�s fine print times nine
Then you�ll notice something you won�t like
It states "The more you ride the quicker you die"
And keep in mind, theres nowhere to hide
For wherever you lie; the reaper shall find
I�ve got more to say; but it seems were out of time
Hope to see you soon, but your choice will decide
As for now lets just say...
till next time