Blue Burger Binge

I thought I saw you staring there
Embarrassed to have known me
But who wouldn't be
In this day and age
We are what we make

I thought I saw you gathering hair
To make me a wig with a flattering glare
Staring at the hopes, that he couldn't find anywhere
Pretending they were, right in front of him

Sometimes I make my arm go numb
To focus on the feeling
Just about as unreal as unreal gets
Flying high like we're all auditioning
For the stoner-slacker remake of space chimps

Sometimes I make my arm go numb
To focus on the feeling
Just about as unreal as unreal gets
Flying high like we're all auditioning
For the stoner-slacker remake of space chimps



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Scanga
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