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No Control

Sometimes I Feel Like

There's a spectre in the corner of an illustrated page
And a lonesome muted stripling with a rapt remedial gaze
The poverty of his language & the wealth of his emotion
Bring him endless murky musings & unexpected frustration

Angst & madness weave the fabric of his life
Tomorrow might be better but right now it feels like
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There's a panther wild & proud behind the doors of a redolent cage
And an undeveloped intellect filled with impotent & static rage
And don't think you're exempt if you earn a good weekly wage
Just cos your neighbor's going crazy and insanity's contagious!

I know there's so much you want to say
But your tongue gets in the way and sometimes it feels like
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I know there's so much you want to say
And the tumbrel of your mind gets in the way
It's the same for everybody to degrees
We all get that foggy freeze and sometimes it feels like
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