Stabbin' ashtrays with massless questions
Homeless thoughts
Carrying around such a heavy chest
Throwin' my back out Every chance I get
Switchin' stances & changin' levels
Four deep with dimentions
Swimming about in the atmosphere
Breathing in the air of a certain season, Letting it out in another
Walking in circles
on a rectangled map
Asking other tourists trapped
"Where am I at?"
Pointing at an asterisk
lacking description, absentee explanation, vacant location
I'll just keep moving my feet
Till I become complete, or believe any history, at least speak a speech
Lost on cruise control
Puppetmaster string patrol
Magnetic Hold, Magnetic Pull
Free will I will hold
Living like, I don't know
Bound by rhyme
Costly petty crime
Skeleton chimes
Singing me to sleep while blinding time.
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