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Stephen Nicander Ferm
Stephen Nicander Ferm
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Sinners kill a satellite
A simple task now you're out of sight
Lock the door and throw away the key
Kiss your friends goodbye on the cheek
You're off the grid now
Come on down
You're only allowed
If you can't be found
The lunatics, they come on out
We can't be found we can't be
The River Styx, to wash our mouths
Drown it out we're drowning now
Spin and twirl and dance around
No dicks allowed just let it out
Or sit in silence n think about
Anything it's a welcome sound
Somethings wrong
My sins absolved
But I don't feel any different
It always was a siren's call
Now I'm stuck in this shit
I still want more
I run away
From my promised coven
They keep me awake
I slip out while my lover's sleeping
I'm full of shame
That seeps out while I eat weed weekends
All feel the same
With nothing but routines to hold my brain in
I'm growing disdain
For the world wide web
I want a web filled with friends
That keeps me from falling away
From all my mistakes
It's nothing sinister
But that just makes it sound worse
I'm not a liar
But that makes it sound like every word
I say is fiction
That I didn't mean it
Didn't mean it to hurt
But that makes it feel worse
Written by: Stephen Nicander Ferm
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