back at square one - haaaa
i never let it come undone
snapped all the buttons
i'm still coming undone though
the spinning top stops
and i watch you rock
all around and back and forth
i jump rope beside you
and complain i'm out of breath
i know it's a waste of speech
as you hastened the road to hatred
i wondered how i'd fair
fair, is that i'm alive and well
even when you're absence makes it feel
- like hell
itching for those remote control moments
when i can change what you channel
i swear i'm getting grounded
i'll pick you up when it's possible
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