If I turned it off right now, would it still lamp the room
With a soft arthritic glow, and a strong prosthetic hue.
If I pressed stop today, would this keep playing,
Would this keep playing, would there be worth in staying.

There's something outside this room, and every night,
It throws stones at my window, hey hey whoa.

The plastic in your please, and your forced synthetic needs,
They just show off the weak, scenes in your dreams.
If perfect came today, would you keep swaying
Would you keep swaying, would there be a chance of saying.

There's something outside this room, and every night,
It throws stones at my window, hey hey whoa.

Standing Still.


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