Tappin in, tunnin out.
Followin mindless patterns of the minds endless route.
Shiftin images, shaping without form.
Illsusions beggin for ever more.
Zoning, becoming a moanin in the brain.
Sittin still within frame.
Thoughts crossin paths, confusin face.
Tryin to keep up as the minds needin some space.
Backing off, respectin its will.
Spinnin outta control, getting its fill.
Stepping forth into a state of mind surrounded by delusion.
I must be sufferin from a contusion.
Letting loose, free to rip off the edges.
Workin it out, ink plotted smudges.
Visions seekin random day dreams.
Pausing moments in the middle of funny lookin screams.
Peepin in on tweaked out sights of the imaginary.
To bad its time is temporary.
Followin mindless patterns of the minds endless route.
Shiftin images, shaping without form.
Illsusions beggin for ever more.
Zoning, becoming a moanin in the brain.
Sittin still within frame.
Thoughts crossin paths, confusin face.
Tryin to keep up as the minds needin some space.
Backing off, respectin its will.
Spinnin outta control, getting its fill.
Stepping forth into a state of mind surrounded by delusion.
I must be sufferin from a contusion.
Letting loose, free to rip off the edges.
Workin it out, ink plotted smudges.
Visions seekin random day dreams.
Pausing moments in the middle of funny lookin screams.
Peepin in on tweaked out sights of the imaginary.
To bad its time is temporary.
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