The spin will not let my head settle down
There is to much just going on everywhere
To process what's right and what's found
The brain is running on a disconnect
My emotion must be buried under the ground
I just read the red today
And couldn't even find the thought to be found
It must have been there though
Someone left a comment
Intrigue was nowhere to be found
Nor puzzle play
For me there was nothing to be found
See what I mean
Brain disconnect
God I hate retro
I become a tard
