To never consider the way it would sound
Just turn my back on that unruly crowd
With their ears full of cotton the collective frown
Free from that albatross weighing me down

To order the vowels to make myself clear
Not tune my tongue to that unfriendly ear
To rail at this prison of bodily fear
Let go of that part of me people hear
People hear

But this is a life
Not cut and clear but messy how do I
Bring all my faults to light?

Could this be a dare?
Just wrap me up and throw me way up there
Blue air, I have to admit that I am scared

To sail the abyss between candid and coy
the original vow as of yet unemployed
Fair to assume they are probably annoyed
But I am not comfortable
Filling that void

A corporate treasure of pleasure and fear
Where men manufacture their shallow careers
On the art of the oral the cracked chandelier
Out of fucking the fault lines for
A disaster year
It's a disaster here

A sense of breaking vs. a sense of staying calm
I'm staying calm, I'm staying calm
No room for mercy, where mercy does not belong
I send it on and on and on and on and on

On and on
On and on
On and on


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