Complex Complex

Boredom's not an option
Pencil in a specialty
Pleasantries exchange in droves
What drove you away
The cops pull up at parties
And they think they know what caused the bloody nose

Have I forgot to mention
What a dormant slum does to form and function
You've got a complex complex
And seemingly it doesn't get better with time

If I created my contemporaries carefully
All my pottery should look the same
I paid the marble double vanity to stare at me
Ignoring hand stuck down a drain

Have I forgot to mention
That form and function is a foreign substance to me
I've got a complex complex to think
Ooo, ooo, ooo

A watered-down ode to headspace
A toast to health, then spit
How is basking in the mischief a risk if
Hamtramck and Hollywood are the same handbasket

What's it like tonight
Is our complexion subject to
Routine assumption middle-life
When all else follows through
Accepting said tendencies may lead one to leave the function in a bind



Credits
Writer(s): Salvatore Demare
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