Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate in months against me
The sheets are stained with evidence
That our remains are now, drifting awayI share with complete strangers my most personal of pleasures
I scribble tidbits of useless mind info trash, treasure
Spend hours, at my leisure, like sharpened precise tweezersShifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this every time, do this every timeShifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this, I do thisDodging armpit stench aromatic
Wrapped up in my own self-induced stress panic
I think I am the only one in this shifting throughShifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this every time, do this every timeShifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this, I do thisThey'll collaborate in months against me
They'll collaborate in months against meShifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this every time, do this every timeShifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this, I do thisI walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this every time, do this every timeI walk the same path, I'll say the same lines
I do this, I do this