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Goodbye Mind
Hello mind, what are you up to?
Me? Oh nothing just polishing this pistol
What am I going to do with it you ask?
Oh well I thought about shooting you with it
Why you ask? Because you won’t leave me alone
Every time I resort to thinking it’s a constant battle
I’m sick and tired of you leading me in no direction
Should I get this job, should I change my life, what should I do?
You write me a list of pros and cons but never a clear answer
I talk to my heart, but he can’t help because he’s broken
You’re so full of fog that a San Francisco sunrise would look like a clear morning
You leave me with perverted thoughts that make me sick
Sicker than any incurable deadly disease in the world combined
You won’t let me sleep at night, just ranting away at my downfalls
I want to move on, but you bring everything back up
There’s no love, no comfort just logic from you
I would have a better chance talking to a concrete wall
For this reason our arrangement is over, I’m done with you
Believe me, I’ve already thought this completely through
Want to think on that, mind? Too late
BANG
Me? Oh nothing just polishing this pistol
What am I going to do with it you ask?
Oh well I thought about shooting you with it
Why you ask? Because you won’t leave me alone
Every time I resort to thinking it’s a constant battle
I’m sick and tired of you leading me in no direction
Should I get this job, should I change my life, what should I do?
You write me a list of pros and cons but never a clear answer
I talk to my heart, but he can’t help because he’s broken
You’re so full of fog that a San Francisco sunrise would look like a clear morning
You leave me with perverted thoughts that make me sick
Sicker than any incurable deadly disease in the world combined
You won’t let me sleep at night, just ranting away at my downfalls
I want to move on, but you bring everything back up
There’s no love, no comfort just logic from you
I would have a better chance talking to a concrete wall
For this reason our arrangement is over, I’m done with you
Believe me, I’ve already thought this completely through
Want to think on that, mind? Too late
BANG
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