🎼 And you'll find I'm not how you remember me,
I'm the vision that you choose to see,
The one you can hate or love as you need,
In time's absence, more than memory.
So now, at your darkest, I'll come as promised,
I'm the Father of Make Believe. 🎶
♫I am the maniac, I am the fool
I found a monster in me when I lost my cool (yeah)
It lives inside of me, eating what's in its way
I put black spray paint on my windows during the day
I wanna spend time with it, I think I'm losing it
Or I found it and I'm using it
I wear my shades at night, so I can look in the abyss
I see something in nothingness, if you could picture this♫
Am I acting normal? Am I being fun?
Am I bein' everything all at once?
Did I say too little? Did I say too much?
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
♫Should you feel unsettled or some melting into madness,
After entertaining more second chances than Velma's glasses,
From a person, place or otherwise increasingly disruptive trend,
You could always run the red, or break the glass or jump the fence, yeah♫
♫I will build a bridge above you, or I'll tunnel underneath you; I will eat you and excrete you and I'll feed you to the flowers.
If I need to, I'll go through you and absorb your fucking powers; I put in hour after hour let's be crystal clear,
I'm gonna get there if it takes a day or fifty years.
I'll finger-bang my fears, I'll fucking punch a dragon; Even with the Himalayas in my way it's gonna happen.♫
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