to Lord of Logos
My negativity works against my
I feel drawn to you like a magnet
Though you rattle like a magpie,
An unbearable as screwless jet
There's no halo over your head
Your aura pricks skin like sweatshirt
Everyone to you seems too inert
An inert to you seems a dead...
I feel drawn to you like a magnet
Though you rattle like a magpie,
An unbearable as screwless jet
There's no halo over your head
Your aura pricks skin like sweatshirt
Everyone to you seems too inert
An inert to you seems a dead...