I was bored

the young stale memories of play the role to your part
librarian find me the pole the one that kicks your head in
with my own time role your own innocence by
grab on to my sleeve the one that grabs at your ankle
debate to understand that we all have a flaw
then fail to represent your life as you know it
god grant you one wish to turn back the time...
correct and create, making sense of

me and my star matthew good night
you know by law when you'll be forgiven
maria my star matthew good night
you know my lord when you'll be forgiven

so they pulled your confidence down with those verbal discrepancies
now and then you'll gain what they've lost through a challenge of unpronounced
pain is only a pulse if you just stop feeling it
you might be able to use the very thing that makes us up

wait, now, here when will you believe?
me i'm merely asking you to help me when did i say to murder?
wait, now, here, please hear me out
time consumer, time consuming, consume me

if you don't know what song that is here's a hint.
www.google.com
you're also not intelligent. but that's just my personal opinion.

also, the village did not suck ass, it was not meant to be scary, it was meant to be suspensful. when you're raised to be afraid of big fucking porcupines, you'll be scared to. i bet you if they traded that monster for a gigantic, sharp, needle with legs you'll be scared. knowing the ending at the middle of the movie is just a gift i have, it's because i'm smart. and when i see the things i say happen, it makes me happy. but anyway, the movie was good, the acting was good, the storyline was good. even the moral of the story was terrific (people in the world choose to be afraid of "fictional" thigns).