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Date Posted: 14:47:29 12/29/11 Thu
Author: Vice Verser
Subject: The Other Night

Had a strange dream the other night
One I'd rather not talk about
They tried to say I had the virus
I think that's what they call it now
Weightless, the whole-world went ant-gravity
Crashed against the ceiling, knocked the air out my chest cavity
Welcome to my big, phat American tragedy
From the outside looking in, I'd bet 9 times out of 10
that you'd lose your cool, you wouldn't know where to begin
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The nightmare tracked me down again....
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At first, we ran towards each other and embraced
Nice to see a familiar face in this secluded dreamscape
Holding hands, sharing a cigar lit by fireflies
Looking regal, owl on your shoulder with diamond eyes
I eye you like a Pisces, you'll never see through my disguise
we'll wax poetic until our fairytale is finalized
When you lose control, that's when the games begin
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The nightmare tracked me down again....
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That's when the streetlights become event horizons
The Sky is a black-hole with shadowy neon-lighting
My life passed before my eyes like a flash of lightning
Frightening, they're still trick or treating on Elm street
My subconscious hunted me down and no one could help me
Not that surprised, our relationship was never healthy
The Joker pulls a revolver from a bag of sleeping pills
Steaming steel burns my fantasy and the dream is killed.

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