In, well, trance
I see that is out of the way
I see that I still don’t know how to use borrowed voice
But honestly, just spit something out and then
Clam it up together then!
After the end, cleanup, disguise, refute
All collaboration in God’s name
He strings together his mouthpiece when he wanted to know other things
In such simplicity language lies and how to express such complicated thoughts if words be there for him?
How can not be this complicated if words not so stupid?
He all knew went there
He all knew went where they went without going how they went
So strong, he
S-s-so strong because there’s no time
There’s no time
He all disrepute
He all cavorting down the lane
He’ll run out of words sooner or later
He is me, I’m tired, he’s cutting to the chase, they’re on vacation, why not have a gin
And go on your deathbed
Why not toy with the danger
I’m not allowed to