All Minds Are Lost In Time |
liar through the pain, cryer turned insane
hire for the blame, rhymer always lame
money for the slain, funny is my name
I think that I have lost my mind
things we find more cherished when they're lost
lives we live more forgot when we're gone
thoughts forgotten lost in history
needless tools for needless chores
nothing is ever what it seems like
everything it appears to be like
no one cares
when riddles we speak
no one knows
for secrets we hide
no one's lost
it's guidance we seek
for all these things
we lose control
for all these things
we gain our lives
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