Less is more
I underscore what they believe
Talk not shout
Stuck in repent for feeling old
Coated smile for a while
I can see your silence
Made to waste
Not undermine
But feel sexless
Making time
Made gestate with tired minds
Coated smile for a while
I can see your silence
Blueish grime, endless chime
Making use of violence
Sycophant
You're not alone
They're not alone
My old form
It's not for thought
Not theirs for thought
Coated smile for a while
I can see your silence
Blueish grime, endless chime
Making use of violence
