staring at the luminous moon one night
images of flash backs running in mind
as physically strong as i was, i tried to be, inside
its like the set-up changed without me knowing
though i was the main character, i wasnt let in
on the important role about the show
frustration was an issue
being unable to reach the producer
murmurs went through my head
brain-washing me, hypnotising me
polluting my brain juice
causing me to be abused
an extra cast getting involved
makes the scene even more chaos
i should have just listened to songs
instead of emotions getting along,
so i have been wrong...
hurting me was bad
hurting her was worst
i want this to end
just sweet, romantic rain
pouring on this terrain
washing away the pain
bringing back the cocaine
drizzle on me
4:03 PM