This is my toothpaste moment.
Oh, I’ll need to flash a smile.
I’ll be the super-absorbent-man,
Watch them flock to me in single file.
And I’ll need to do it with style,
I need to keep me up to date…
Swallowing the sun, run another mile,
It’s overrated how we underrate.
I dance in tune with what I fear
To do adrenaline;
Completely rapt with what I hear,
When passion colors everything…
The songs I sing from way out there to deep within,
The face I wear behind my grin,
The price I pay for my original sin,
Everything, everything, everything…
I have a mind for simple things,
But things are not of mind to simplify;
There’s always some loophole technicality…
You buy into and pay until you die.
And money doesn’t bring me joy,
It’s more a darling dead weight,
And I seem to have lost my appetite,
It’s underrated how we overrate.
I dance entangled with my dear,
She pulls my every string.
Completely trapped yet never here,
When passion colors everything…
And when I’m finally brought to my senses,
Parade the rain on my parade
Before I’m back to my defenses
To watch the whole thing escalate.
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