Mouthpiece

My chest spasms and I see your teeth chatter
As the frigid voice escapes the television

Television

It doesn't matter
Your hands on your shoulders squeeze the muscle tight

The knowledge found when sitting still
You know the drill
It's a harder act to follow every time

Back-pedaling down the mountainside
Hope you enjoy the ride
Hope you can relax and unwind

I hope the cord does not snap back

What if I
Spare myself this time
What if I
Never take back what I said
What will you do then

You buzz away
Annoying fly
Try to stay relevant
So fucking fake
With your compound eyes
And scaly exoskeleton

It's a harder act to follow every time
'Cause what else is there to see in this world



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Pugh
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