Close Talker

I've been lost in the fray and too much life has passed without a name
For anything in the world like love or light but still I know what it means
More than you could ever scribble, splatter, slather all askew
Yeah it's true, don't need none of that mess boo

Slow, sightless, seldom to retain, cluttering the knowledge in your frame
Cycling eyes become a strain, don't seem necessary to me
Everything's a game, it's such a shame to me

Yeah it's great! i sleep all day and wake up just to say 'what it do?'
Have you decided what you're going through?'
Don't mean to be rude, but it seems like you've always lacked a clue
Maybe a take a cue, whatever that means to you

Slow, sightless, seldom to retain, cluttering the knowledge in your frame
Cycling eyes become a strain, don't seem necessary to me
Everything's a game, it's a game to me



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Writer(s): Thane Leshner
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