Amiee, you found me in the woods,
Like you should, like they do
In all those books you read
But never learn,
You just dream, you just dread
You just drown me out with the words
And Worlds that swirl in your head
When my magazines burn all the people turn
into monsters
But just for a second,
Then they're dead
And They'll leave the earth like me
And Amiee, you found me on the globe
And then you acted surprise
Like you didn't know
That we crossed the lines
We'd meet here but only
One of us would be speaking
And it's not Me, It's not you
It's these trees above us creeking
And I am one with their roots
With the air you breathe
See, I've been asked to returned
Like all the people in the pages
Of your magazine
Like they burn
You cut me down, you built a house
And you surrounded yourself with my flesh
I was always at least three steps
Ahead of you
With one screw loose
And it's only used to out live me,
Oh you know so here it is