One more cup of coffee
I'm cutting out faster faster faster,
I'm walking in circles
Watch the surface tension rise
Far past a quarter to five,
five minutes now
and I'm a mess, a second guess
Unsympathetic, stressed, obsessed
and dressed up all wrong
Nothing to say, nothing to say
not my time of day
Maybe it's a sign, you're mine,
you froze, that's fine
I wonder wonder, oh I wonder
Mumble mumble, my confidence just crumbles
When sickness speaks and sweetness is secondary
Mumble mumble, sniffle and stumble
And find that I was humbled
and I was humbled long ago.
Atrophied and aching,
My limbs are misaligned
Limping and maligned,
It's fine, I fumbled fumbled
One more cut you caught me
I'm walking away away away away,
It's too late, It's too late, it's much too late
for one more cup of coffee
I'm cutting out faster faster
I'm talking in circles
Cut a circle around my spine,
six centimetres wide.
Wide open now
and I'm a mess, a second guess
Sycophantic, stressed, obsessed
And pressing onward
Mumble, mumble, my confidence just crumbles
When sickness speaks and sweetness is secondary
Mumble mumble, sniffle and stumble
And find that I'd been humbled
And I was humbled long ago.

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