The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
Hey... dude... I have a question for you, my pathetic friend... As we both know, your life is collapsing... and as you know, this time it will be for real: a multiple dimensional collapse...
That does not sound like a question... What is your question?
Why didn't you ask for help when you could?
You know very well why...
Don't tell me... that fuckin' shit about fear of rejection again? You're such a loser.
I'm not.
Yes, you are. And you know it. You write poetry nobody likes, you write stupid love blogs nobody reads or care about, and you can't even get a decent kiss much less anything else... that qualifies you as a pathetic loser. And look what you have been reduced to... having to ask permission to touch an ass you didn't want to touch in the first place... And to make matters worse... you don't ask for help for the same reason you don't do anything else... because you're afraid someone who doesn't really care about you is going to say no... you know what?... you deserve all the shit that's going on in your life... you deserve to collapse... you deserve to lose it all...
well, maybe you're right... but...
but nothing.. you waste all your time worrying about everybody else's problems... instead of focusing on yours... you spend all your life on some fantasy that is never going to come true... wake up!!!... if something was going to happen it would have happened by now... walk away... move on...
This time, I will... it's almost time...
For what? That stupid plan you have been plotting for months... C'mon... you know you will never have the balls to actually go through with it...
If I'm depressed enough I will...
OK... Einstein... how will you get depressed enough to do something like that?
Rejection... I just have to expose myself to being rejected... something big... the mother of all rejections... I have it all figured out... after that, it'll be too easy... I just have to put everything in order... make sure everything balances out... you know...
You stop right there! I won't let you do that... I won't let you manipulate third parties for your own sick plans... if you wanna do this... do it alone!
Gee whiz!... I guess I really am a loser...
Hey dude... you said it yourself... don't stop believin'... Think about this... at this point, you got nothing to lose... if you're gonna die, die with your boots on... take things to their ultimate consequences... if things collapse, they will when they are supposed to... put yourself in the hands of God... close your eyes and leap into the abyss... and hope for the best... and hey... you'll die... don't let me lie to you... you'll die but you'll die happy. You'll die a lonely pathetic loser, but a happy one.
And if the clouds bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the Dark Side Of The Moon .
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