Ring every bell that’s set before you
shake every pillar;
heaven may still ignore you
catch up again or fall behind
check with a mirror over your mouth
looks like you’re still in the same bind
things take time also attention
and a thousand little details
they forgot to mention
there’s no such thing as desire
there’s no such thing as will
magnetism drives it all
that’s a bitter pill
why should I care if
I was born without a purpose
why should I care when
I can get by on the surplus
inside me there’s some tuning fork
that I can not shut up
some devil child who won’t act
happy with his half full cup
what
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