Can you remember that day?
When the roses grew noses and smelled you
They were jealous of your aroma.
Your fragrance that you bought off a shelf
And sprayed yourself like a definition.
So turn with me in your dictionary
To page 804 and read the first word:
“Illusion”. Noun. A false belief.
I cover myself with clothes of deception.
Get a better perception of this sheep in wolf’s clothing.
Come closer. Close enough to catch me.
Walk with me through these woods
Where the trees have knees
So they can bend over
Put their leaves on the ground
And rest themselves.
And we can walk straight up their backs,
And when they rise again we can see for miles on end,
See the earth for what it truly is: Flat.
Like a pancake it is flat.
It has an edge.
There is an end to this world,
And when you get there you will know it ‘cause
Like the bottom of a skillet, there is only black.
Remember that day,
When you fooled the flowers to think you smelled like an angel?
Remember it and breath it in.
‘Cause it never happened.
Your fragrance that you bought off a shelf
And sprayed yourself like a definition.
So turn with me in your dictionary
To page 804 and read the first word:
“Illusion”. Noun. A false belief.
I cover myself with clothes of deception.
Get a better perception of this sheep in wolf’s clothing.
Come closer. Close enough to catch me.
Walk with me through these woods
Where the trees have knees
So they can bend over
Put their leaves on the ground
And rest themselves.
And we can walk straight up their backs,
And when they rise again we can see for miles on end,
See the earth for what it truly is: Flat.
Like a pancake it is flat.
It has an edge.
There is an end to this world,
And when you get there you will know it ‘cause
Like the bottom of a skillet, there is only black.
Remember that day,
When you fooled the flowers to think you smelled like an angel?
Remember it and breath it in.
‘Cause it never happened.
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