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Description
I never comprehend
How I feel about you
How it makes me think
How all of this is true

But I know that on the inside
I've grown apart from myself
And I've been shuffled down the ladder
On a less priority shelf

It's all about me now
You're slowly losing grasp
A feeling of the situation
Stroke, heartache

Fingers sliding
Hands stay still
Mind is moving
Rolling ill

B is for berate
And D is for dissolution
Separation
Mechanization
State of consciousness

Got the beat
Never escapes my wrists
Yet eases out of my mind
And pours onto the page
Or Keyboard
Or mouse
A stylus and a pen
Oh a magic card trick
Watch the pencil bend

As if a rant that never ceases
Comes surging to the front
Recedes like the tide
On continues the hunt

It's words
Inharmonious
Disheveled, mundane
That makes the rhythm pungent
A lack of disdain

No purpose
Idealized ideas
No function
Past the breeze
It all just moves like words do
In, and above

Description
I never comprehend
How I feel about you
How it makes me think
How all of this is true

But I know that on the inside
I've grown apart from myself
And I've been shuffled down the ladder
On a less priority shelf

It's all about me now
You're slowly losing grasp
A feeling of the situation
Stroke, heartache

Fingers sliding
Hands stay still
Mind is moving
Rolling ill

B is for berate
And D is for dissolution
Separation
Mechanization
State of consciousness

Got the beat
Never escapes my wrists
Yet eases out of my mind
And pours onto the page
Or Keyboard
Or mouse
A stylus and a pen
Oh a magic card trick
Watch the pencil bend

As if a rant that never ceases
Comes surging to the front
Recedes like the tide
On continues the hunt

It's words
Inharmonious
Disheveled, mundane
That makes the rhythm pungent
A lack of disdain

No purpose
Idealized ideas
No function
Past the breeze
It all just moves like words do
In, and above