Past Life Lyrics

At times words spill randomly

Automatically

Indubitably

Forming an undesirable incohesiveness

That's suppose to make sense

But does not end constructively

As if anything but a never-ending run on jumble of illusiveness

That awakens awkward observations about my state of mind

No rhyme

No reason

Is insanity

Cause that's the diagnosis I was told by my poltergeist

Who's like shoulder height

That I'm crazy

In a waking dream

More over he called me a fool

With voices in my head

Which is madness

Cause I'm not yet dead

And only the fully expired are allowed to be deranged

But he is crazed

And it's his words against mine

So I ask you at this time

Should I be believed over a psychopath

A resentful rath who hates my stinking guts?

That I am unbalanced

When I fear

It doesn't take a weird resentful ghost to say

That I'm nuts