i was sliding away. "a swill and punting hooray,
he's sloppy okay?". i'd say "we left timing trains
in the city of gray if i'm a thought for rain".
then you lost a day on an ego parade.
i see you're still the same: you itch to calibrate,
to measure loss of pain, to measure sides insane.
a mile wide chanced game lies to villager saves,
eternally safe on an ah-la refrain,
"life's to be caged, tinkered and framed".
god is feeler of shame, scared of fondness, stay,
or penis dances to lay on triggers of "hey!
got a sustain?". relay repeating ballet.
Repeating the day with a headache the endless rage that's deep inside I'm scared to say I feel the same I built this cage It's nicely framed I won't be free But I will be safe A gamble I took when I learned to be afraid
Measure sides insane Measure loss of pain Itch to calibrate You're still the same An ego parade that's lost a day If I'm a thought for rain in the city of grey You left timing trains He's sloppy Ok Silly putty hooray As I was sliding away
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