The Crucifiction [sic]

Sorry, leaving this one without commentary. If you really want to know, ask me in person...

The Crucifiction [sic]

Can't remember how this story begins
Where did the parts lose themselves?
Go and find them, Don't take years to do so.

...pictures become dreams
...in turn remember family
...little pieces of the puzzles
...i never wanted to see
...you wasted a child
...while you powdered your nose
...better wash away the sin
...before he's old enough to know

~i see smoke and mirrors~

So I solved the mystery
and ripped apart another me
The paper cutout I'd created wasn't seen.

Throw his arms out wide
Into his windy cross
Let's sit back and see if the wasted child falls.

...pictures become dreams
...in turn remember family
...little pieces of the puzzles
...i never wanted to see
...you wasted a child
...while you powdered your nose
...better wash away the sin
...before he's old enough to know

~i see smoke and mirrors~

So does he fall?
Does the beast come back for more?
I just sit and count the spots before my eyes

They read me my odds
Five to one says he falls
No surprise, my mind's always worked this hard.

...pictures become dreams
...in turn remember family
...little pieces of the puzzles
...i never wanted to see
...you wasted a child
...while you powdered your nose
...better wash away the sin
...before he's old enough to know

~i see smoke and mirrors~