Assumption
Private
Clockwork
Made By a Tailor
Firm
Feelings
Great or Good
Ich
Worded War
Modern
Feelings
I sit in the rain
no one knows where I'm hiding
I'd jump on the tents
to show how my mind is

Since the dumber ones think
that I'm out for attention
I'll preload my guns
and set out for redemption
I'll suffocate them all in their sleep
Then every onlooker
will piss in their lingerie

I will make sure that your brain farts
until I lay tired
I will keep your arms tied
then walk outside
with my eyes closed
I'll take my shut eye
whilst relaxation bangs my toes

I will take a napkin
off the freezer
roll up my stuff in
Then take a breather
I'd then call my cousin
please Lonely
take me home
Feeling's diagnosed
© Paul Francis,
книга «Correlation».
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