The first stroke of genius was the start of fixing up -
A premature masterpiece seen only in the mindis eye.
Judging between us who's the fairest of them all?
Distorted and compromised, facing the walls.
It's been so long since I could say that I have a place that I call home.
Suddenly the seasons change. My final destination is unknown.
No method can apply to me.
No system can decide the ending without me. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/classic_case/modus_operandi.html ]
And there goes another, watch them as they come and go -
Self-centered and making sure that they always fall in.
When will I recover? Good poison is not the cure although, love is it's synonym.
Ready to go?
It's been so long since I could say that I have a place that I call home.
Suddenly the seasons change. My final destination is unknown.
No method can apply to me.
No system can decide the ending without me.