The process never wavers for you
The agenda is clear.
Feed on your precious, fictitious glide
Nothing\'s ever true for you.
Stain your kin with decisions
A thought for you to review
Can\'t find a frame large enough
Built to surround the 3 of you.
It\'s coming, moments away oh it\'s coming I say!
Not charming, deplorable and just alarming, I say
Maddening, on so many levels it\'s saddening, I say
It\'s coming, any day now approaching, I say.
Not for me to just disagree.
Not just something to do.
Like a mouse on a wheel I feel
I can\'t run far enough from you.
Do you feel when the knife cuts in
That you\'re somehow more alive than you\'ve ever been?
Almost...Maybe? Maybe? Never!
Your fictitious glide is forever.
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