Recursed Images
Your mind's recursion slowly winds
And coils up somewhere logic goes to die
And I'm not saying I'm judging you
But I see those spiral eyes
And I'm not saying I'm watching you
But someone always is
And that's called justice
The things we say don't match what we do
We only keep this up while in public view
Buried in these misconceptions, so many
Buried in your misdirections, so many
Bodies
The things we say don't match what we know
To go forth and multiply lie won't make it so
And coils up somewhere logic goes to die
And I'm not saying I'm judging you
But I see those spiral eyes
And I'm not saying I'm watching you
But someone always is
And that's called justice
The things we say don't match what we do
We only keep this up while in public view
Buried in these misconceptions, so many
Buried in your misdirections, so many
Bodies
The things we say don't match what we know
To go forth and multiply lie won't make it so
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Writer(s): Benjamin Spees
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