I TAKE DELIGHT IN BEING OBLIVIOUS.
SOCIAL SUBTERFUGE, THESE BLOODSUCKING VILLAINS
I’M A WALKING AMBIGUITY, RUNNING FROM ALL BIAS AMIDST
I FIND COMFORT IN BEING ABSTEMIOUS BUT THEY ALWAYS COME WITH THE “TEA”
BANTA, VENOM
I’M IN MY HIDEAWAY
I KNOW IT CASTS AWAY THE LIGHT BUT TO DISREGARD THE CROWD, I MUST
TO REINFORCES THE VISIONARY LINKS, I WILL
IF YOU DISENTANGLE MY WORDS, IT’S NOT THE CROWD, IT’S THE NOISE WITHIN THE CROWD
NO LONGER WILL I TOLLERATE THE NOISE WITHIN THE CROWD, I’M DONE.
loveeiriny 