Tape

It's illegible writing on every single piece of paper
There's 300 pages inside of this one book
And the boxes are full of journals
There's no questions
There's no riddles
This is something different

I don't know if this is a pun
But we have cassette tapes taped onto the top of a ceiling fan
You're gonna wanna hear this
*Tape plays*

I don't like this
I don't want to be apart of this
Too late
You're on camera
Jesus Christ... What?!

It was just a set up
Whatever they're doing
They're just playing around
Having fun
Don't let it get to your head too much
Whatever this is
It's just beginning



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Siby
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