Did it go to plan? Is it hypothetical?
Have you put together where you are?
I can't write it out, but that's not unusual
With every abject trinket to regard.
When I lost my place in the daydream,
There were unfamiliar sounds.
What I know is not applicable,
And if I decrypt your manuscript, it just is.
Hid away enough to synthesize some luck,
And diagrammed a most convincing farce.
I could break it down, but the composition sucks.
Trust that in my head it's really smart.
When I found the gist of the daydream,
There was no one else around.
What I sold was unconditional,
And if you rescript my membership, it just is.
When I filled the gaps in the daydream,
Buttoned up the clown I'm portraying,
After months of caffeine and coasting,
Feeling good to have finished something.
When I tied a bow to the whole thing,
The point don't matter now.
Look at me, I've finally done something.
If I don't find the switch to give a shit, it just is.
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Did it go to plan? Is it hypothetical?
Have you put together where you are?
I can't write it out, but that's not unusual
With every abject trinket to regard.
When I lost my place in the daydream,
There were unfamiliar sounds.
What I know is not applicable,
And if I decrypt your manuscript, it just is.
Hid away enough to synthesize some luck,
And diagrammed a most convincing farce.
I could break it down, but the composition sucks.
Trust that in my head it's really smart.
When I found the gist of the daydream,
There was no one else around.
What I sold was unconditional,
And if you rescript my membership, it just is.
When I filled the gaps in the daydream,
Buttoned up the clown I'm portraying,
After months of caffeine and coasting,
Feeling good to have finished something.
When I tied a bow to the whole thing,
The point don't matter now.
Look at me, I've finally done something.
If I don't find the switch to give a shit, it just is.
Have you put together where you are?
I can't write it out, but that's not unusual
With every abject trinket to regard.
When I lost my place in the daydream,
There were unfamiliar sounds.
What I know is not applicable,
And if I decrypt your manuscript, it just is.
Hid away enough to synthesize some luck,
And diagrammed a most convincing farce.
I could break it down, but the composition sucks.
Trust that in my head it's really smart.
When I found the gist of the daydream,
There was no one else around.
What I sold was unconditional,
And if you rescript my membership, it just is.
When I filled the gaps in the daydream,
Buttoned up the clown I'm portraying,
After months of caffeine and coasting,
Feeling good to have finished something.
When I tied a bow to the whole thing,
The point don't matter now.
Look at me, I've finally done something.
If I don't find the switch to give a shit, it just is.