Atlas

A pretty shoe fits but I’ll probably burn it

Shave your head just if you still are observing

Pick at fingernails, skin and dead nerve endings

I’m only acting but I’m not pretending

Over and Over

Another 100 things you’ll never figure out

I feel introspective in the wrong way

I'm not reflecting, just dissecting things, can’t throw them away

Another fish in my barrel to eat

Another collar and another chain I’ll leave on my feet

Over and Over

Another 100 things you’ll never figure out

It’s on paper, in folders

Somethings you'll never even think about