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Individual Thought Patterns (1993)
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Your existence is a script
Life for you is a perfomance
Play out the leading role
Directing and premeditating every move
That creates the act of manipulation
Mastering the art of deception
That increases your sick addiction
It's an overactive imagination
That enslaves your empty shell

Existing in dimensions of addictive obsession

Your script will run short of ideas
The story will soon end itself
People to trust come short in number
Like a plague your lies spread
Fast across the world
Mastering the art of deception
That increases your sick addiction
It's an overactive imagination
That enslaves your empty shell

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People of the earth beware
It is here in human form
An atrocity laced with greed
Filled with evil intentions
Ready to attack

Look to the air for stories to choose
Who will be your next victim
Profitting on visions of others
dark emotions run through its veins
Its motives are false its mind is insane
A distant planet with no signs of life
To become a home for this alien breed
Scientists of the world unite
Your services are more than needed
This creature in human form is out of control

Looks can be deceiving, see beyond the shell
Flesh and eyes mean nothing
The truth, time it will tell
Before you think you fool the world
What comes around goes around
Shown for what you are, A waste of life

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What do you want from me
what is it you expect
I have spoken my mind from deep inside my soul
Behind the eyes is a place on one will be able to touch
Containing thoughts that cannot be taken away or replaced
You want what is not yours, Jealousy
You want what you cannot have, Jealousy
Spiteful harsh words, It comes as no real surprise
Tell me what you are

I cannot understand how you seem to exist
On what people create for you, Good must turn bad
Behind the eyes is a place on one will be able to touch
Containing thoughts that cannot be taken away or replaced
You want what is not yours, Jealousy
You want what you cannot have, Jealousy

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I want to watch you drown in your lies
The end of your masquerade, A matter of time
Interwining lies, Domination, control
Feed his twisted nature
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, Fate's patience is growning short
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
In time you will find yourself trapped in a corner
These four words my friend, I promise you will not forget

I am one of many that see through your lies
Hiding will do you no good, many seek revenge
Soon to become a victim of what you live to create, And cannot have
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, Fate's patience is growning short
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy

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Living like us and sharing our day
In another world very far away
A different existence, Yet virtually the same
Aggression is sadness and laughter is pain
Look deep into their eyes for what they have to say
Emotions take control of life everyday
Unpredictable variations of behavior
Hold the key to the mental door
Where nothing is everything, And everything is nothing
Staring beyond the wall a thousand times over

Seeing a part of them that is real
Just imagine how it might feel
To be denied of what life has to give
Behind mental shadows they must live
Look deep into their eyes for what they have to say
Emotions take control of life everyday

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You see your vision and no one else's
Your every word filled with sarcasm
Crucify people with invisible knowledge
Verbal destruction with each compulsion
We will see where you go
The future for you is nowhere
Every minute a cliche of your kind
Too much to say from a person with no respect
Your accusations you will regret
From the mentally blind come ideas that are poison
Take away the power, A shallow person you will find

What would you do without your pathetic narrow-minded Approach to life
That reflects your lack of abilities
Your opinions are self-destructive
Despair is your gain, Delight is corruption
Destined to fall prey to your stories
Creating problems for your consumption
We will see where you go
The future for you is nowhere
Every minute a cliche of your kind
Too much to say from a person with no respect
Your accusations you will regret
From the mentally blind come ideas that are poison
Take away the power, A shallow person you will find

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So quick to judge, so easily we forget,
What it's like to be dissected
Where feelings are tossed aside
Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go Unparalyzed
Followers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruption
That live their lives only to criticize
Where is the invisible line that we must draw to create Individual thought
Patterns

Prisoners of mental deception be free within singular Judgement
Twisting words to control the masses
To cover up one's self insecurities
Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go Unparalyzed
Followers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruption
That live their lives only to criticize
Where is the invisible line that we must draw to create Individual thought

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Time is a thing we must accept
The unexpected I sometimes fear
Just when I feel there's no excuse for what happens
Things fall into place
I know there is no way to avoid the pain that we must go Through
To find the other half that is true
Destiny is what we all seek
Destiny was waiting for you and me

I believe behind confusion awaits the truth for us
Past the obstacles we face
I value our life and trust
Years of questioning why things happen the way they do in life
Wishing that I could turn back time
So we could join our souls
I know there is no way to avoid the pain that we must go Through
To find the other half that is true
Destiny is what we all seek
Destiny was waiting for you and me

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Trapped in a lost world of brutality
So weak are the ones that must rely on shock
To push this so called force that inspires their call
To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch
To cover up for those that are completely out of touch
Say what you want, I know the truth when it comes to your Kind

In time we'll see who lasts
In time you will disappear
Who are you to question my sincerity
For now you are high on yourself
Drowning in your dreams of misguided hope
To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch
To cover up for those that are completely out of touch

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Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear
There is a line you must draw between your dream world and Reality
Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all

Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall
Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released
Your mind is not your own
What sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your Choice
So you preach about how I'm supposed to be, Yet you don't You know your own
Sexuality
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all

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