Frozen eyes sitting on the bus and that’s 23 lives like an abacus it’s just solid shapes from left to right

I get so sucked in that I check my pulse

Better hide that grin or I might convulse as I watch eccentricities take flight

It might work for you it won’t work for me

Hence this co-dependency we have with certain frequencies

And when you think it over

Weight on shoulders

Growing colder

It’s just the better way to be

Got stagnant words sitting in the air and I might of heard but I couldn’t care about this plastic bridge between our heads

And I can’t believe when you move your jaw that you can’t conceive that there isn’t more to this

I know you’re in there

Make sounds collide

Remind me I’m alive