• So I leave you here,
    gasping for my written word,
    and twisting you around my pinky,
    and taming you
    for i am the ringleader.
    Cirque le merde.

    You crave knowledge as i crave your attention.

    Your loosing your youth,
    time is running out.
    As i grow at my own pace,
    your watching your life deteriate.
    My shadow is here.
    My Friend.
    Guideing me
    taking me to neverland.

    I feel for you but my green eyes say no.

    So as I leave you here,
    craving my written word,
    a rag doll in my hands.
    Limp and in my control
    I am simply a child.
    Meddling with Boys and VooDoo.