Too corrupt

I was giving up

On this ball of clay

What would you say?

Turning til we turned away

I was too tuned in

Couldn't tune out

And it gets so loud

And I'm feeling I'm- got a feeling I'm bound

Vibrate like a tuning fork

Like New York

Like a sub bass taking deep breaths when I'm back on the concourse

And my laugh

My laugh is like the bottom of the ocean

Feet flap like wind-up birds

The gears and the cranks loop feedback

And what I find absurd is you still comehow can't find your words

I put my seat back

Oh my, how the tides

Somehwere between the desire and the spasm it happens

Right before fire hits vacuum

The cannon that's found in the wave of the sine

The divine dividing the atom

For thine is the -wow

Haven't you had enough now?

Stand at the ground

Intend to ascend from the plow

Stand at the bow

Into the heart of somewhere, somehow

Insert the order destiny

Disarm you from your weaponry

Sequence all the entropy

What's heavenly is drawn from your quarter

The gesture doesn't measure me

You worry about your legacy to carry you forward

From the hollow men to farther

Well, I don't bother

I don't bother

I don't bother

I don't bother

I don't bother

I'm flash paper

Flash paper (x5)

And that may be

And the radius burns

Uranium

And the gradient is greying

And it radiates a feeling like I'm peeling off the floor

Or I'm peeling out the door

Aching for the way that it were

And the wipers don't work

Blurred

And the viper's at lurch

And the sniper is perched somewhere along that berm

Somewhere along my wherewithal exhausted

The noxious air of the logic

The emperor's new cotton

The lockpicks left in pockets

And the ladies and germs in the stadium cheer

And I think of cicadas

Flash bang, disappear

That doesn't fill me with straw, nor does it gnaw at the core

It doesn't make me feel hollow

But it doesn't put me on board

Too corrupt

On this ball of clay

Flash paper (x12)