Angles occurring in absolute zero
Bleed through the fabric of time, staining silk
And it freezes the pages of textbooks together
I'm tethered to rage flush with numbers and filth
So I sing
B-Billy otin dotin bo bo ba deetin dottin
Do what you're told so you'll learn what you're taught
I'm really hopin closure's close to pokin near where we had fought and
I feel old but I like a thickened plot
Killing and crushing and brushing her hair
Defiant of logic iconic and sold away
Ripping and tearing and crimping the tears
the stapler is jammed she unravels right there
chorus
Her dust covered stitches untangle and cramp
And the violins ramp up to sickening swells
"I hate this. I hate you. Dear God make it stop.
And I'll quit all the things that are harming my health."
But I cannot help; I was never the god
She caught in the creases between the cement
Of the sidewalk that paved her first childhood home
It's an empty lot now and I said what I meant
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