pitchers
1
Passing security,
You Walked down
The mile of
Long isles.
Wall to wall
Goons disguised,
In the most
Hideous guiles.
Impressions jump
Out to you-BOO!
Dark frighteningly
Scary lines.
Images drawing
You with wild,
Hideous smile and
Wide goblin eyes.
( chorus )
Have you ever
Had an out,
Of body
Experience.
Standing
There,
Quiet
Stunned.
Looking
At
Your
Self.
In House of Mirrors
Passages full
Reflections
Of yourself.
2
Never say that you
Have never seen
These guys painter,
This is your style.
Dark stained glass,
With oil bases loaded.
Now throw in some
Rocks of denial.
Makes you look up to see
That the grotesque bears,
A striking resemblance
Familiar to mine.
Earth shattering the
Explosion followed by
The loud security guard
Blaring it is closing time!
( chorus )
Have you ever
Had an out,
Of body
Experience.
Have you ever
Had an out,
Of body
Experience.
Standing there,
Quiet while
Looking at
Yourself.
In the House of
Mirrors passage,
Full reflections
Of yourself.
3
It was hard to
See those
Images as
I exit slowly.
Questioning
Who can
Be that
Ugly?
I looked back
When I heard
The security
Guard asking,
If not
Me then
Who can
It be?
( endchorus )
Have you ever
Had an out,
Of body
Experience.
Standing
There,
Quiet
Stunned.
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