Imagination Man

Am I really here,

Or is it just a dream?

Is it just my imagination,

Playing tricks on me again?



I’ve never felt so alone,

So away from the show,

I may not think too much,

But there’s one thing I know is that i’ll

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Home. ​

Will I get back for Christmas?

Or maybe in the fall,

Will I get back in the summertime,

Will I get back at all?



One more thing before you help,

There’s some things about me that you don’t know

Hell, I don’t even know myself,

But there’s something that I know is that i’ll

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Never get back, I’ll never get back,​

Home. ​

I stick pins in my arm,

Just so I can fly,

Then I go down on the corner,

And on it I will lie.

‘Cause I’m the Imagination Man,​

And it really gets me high. ​

I’m a killer, a saviour,

A demon and a priest,

I give all my food to the poor,

While wallowing in my feast.

Cause I’m the Imagination Man​

And I love and hate them all to say the least.​

I’ll kill the poor,

After torturing the rich,

But the middle-class people,

Get off without a hitch,

‘Cause I’m the Imagination Man​

And I’m one mean son of a bitch. ​

Well I don’t take no offence,

To none of your remarks,

I just take one hit of sunshine,

And i’ll be rockin’ in the dark


‘Cause I’m the Imagination Man
And with it, i'll set the spark.

 

awww

 

what the hell does that mean?

 

now that was an interesting piece. Kinda brutal, but well-written.
It sounds like you're having a panic attack lol

 

yea, it was written after a bummer acid trip.

 

Store this away and read it again in five years. Likewise five years after that. You have something to say to yourself, bummer trip or no.