Oh I really haven't got an awful lot to say, being that I am a writer I'm not sure that that's okay. Every word I need to find is taking too much time, grinding on the matter of my teeny tiny mind and I'm afraid my little brain is leaking at the mains, clogging up the cogging and the plugs stuck in the drain. Everybody knows you overfill you overflow. I'm loosing all my braincells out my eyes and down my no-uh-oh-oh, uh oh, uh oh-oh-oh, oh, uh oh-oh-oh.
Oh I really haven't got an awful lot to say. I've been staring into tumble weed and lost in dust all day and all the floaters in my eyes made my brain immobilize, can't see beyond the dancing of those multicoloured flies and I'm afraid my every phrase is lost inside a maze. I've got a nasty feeling that it's more than just a phase. As all the hedging grows I'm getting lost inside the rows. The words are buried deeper in my mind and I don't know-uh-oh-oh, uh oh, uh oh-oh-oh, oh, uh oh-oh-oh.
Oh I really haven't got an awful lot to say. All my thoughts have turned to vices one by one they've turned away and now they're starting to withdraw, I feel I must implore, why I'm kneeling by my bedside picking braincells off the floor. I'm afraid I can't contain all the matter in my brain, my neurons have been battered and will never feel the same. The cellular mitosis has been stopped dead in mid process. I don't know if you've noticed but I don't know what to say. I just don't know. uh oh, uh oh-oh-oh, oh, uh oh-oh-oh.
Oh I really haven't got an awful lot to say, being that I am a writer I'm not sure that that's okay. Every word I need to find is taking too much time, grinding on the matter of my teeny tiny mind and I'm afraid my little brain is leaking at the mains, clogging up the cogging and the plugs stuck in the drain. Everybody knows you overfill you overflow. I'm loosing all my braincells out my eyes and down my no-uh-oh-oh, uh oh, uh oh-oh-oh, oh, uh oh-oh-oh.
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