Maybe could have guessed gimmicks
and shortcuts not your game
Well I never asked for the lottery
or sudden fame
just a simple plan
some confidence of execution
left with solipsism
ever-present confusion
World seems unfixable
people obstinate and cruel
children ask only for love
can't even afford them gruel
fix it your non-presence demands
you immanentize my promised lands
have you taken a look at these aching hands
trying to grasp shadows, desert sands
it's a cruel trick
when you known I'm not built for it
To issue this compulsion
To me to dive in to the hilt for it
No it's not a gimmick
but it's a dark magic spell
here I thought you dealt in light
all the time but oh well
what
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