thefreakindickson
07-21-2005, 01:03 AM
The numbness of my indecision,
Left me open for your quick incision,
Prosthetic limbs, synthetic veins,
I fade away from all lifes pains,
I need not worry to try and feel,
The man I am is not quite real,
My soul is neatly packaged away,
we'll meet again, or so I pray,
they held me together to tear me apart,
They've taken away the remains of my heart,
My joints are synthetic, broken, I know it,
Spoke the hands of the mechanical poet,
Feeble and frail, I grind to a halt,
Who is to blame, or was it my fault?,
Left me open for your quick incision,
Prosthetic limbs, synthetic veins,
I fade away from all lifes pains,
I need not worry to try and feel,
The man I am is not quite real,
My soul is neatly packaged away,
we'll meet again, or so I pray,
they held me together to tear me apart,
They've taken away the remains of my heart,
My joints are synthetic, broken, I know it,
Spoke the hands of the mechanical poet,
Feeble and frail, I grind to a halt,
Who is to blame, or was it my fault?,