Withering - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

What are you doing withering away

Yes I've heard you've lost the will to play

Whatever happened to those fluid movements

You were so proud of in-the-intimate moments

What about the girl you left at the altar

Now, now, now she is planning your funeral

Didn't you learn anything at the protest rally

You and yours were flooding the capital

What about your days of glory

When your life was anything but boring

Now you're making these morbid phone calls

And your friends they gather to cuss and console

What were you doing in that awful decade

After the news broke and those murderous policies were made

What were you doing running around

When I was here for you well away from that crowd