Paroles de Frame By Frame
Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate in months against me.The streets are stained with evidence that our remains are now, drifting away.
I share with complete strangers my most personal of pleasures. I scribble tidbits of useless mind info -- trash, treasure.
Spend hours, at my leisure, like sharpened precise tweezers.
Shifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path
I’ll say the same lines
I do this every time
Do this every time
Dodging armpit stench aromatic
They’ll collaborate in months against me
Spend hours, at my leisure, like sharpened precise tweezers.
Shifting through in the frame by frame
I walk the same path
I’ll say the same lines
I do this every time
Do this every time
Dodging armpit stench aromatic
They’ll collaborate in months against me
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