The strangest thing in life is the way I comprehend it
My will was working well until I led an awkward moment
Had an iron in my hand and a will to go and bend it
Money makes or breaks teh boy trying to control it

Then I found out I was the only one listening
Sharp like the glass melting with a bad habit
The devil so sly, had an easy time convincing me
A risk of playing fate stepping through something tragic

I'm distracted by a light that seems pure and honest
Like a fly buzzin' by an ultraviolet lamp
Is it an obessesion, or something that I promised?
I'm drawn to the fascination of the hypnotic trap

Drawn into the well was my final destination
Time ticks down into my imagination

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