I got a new job, awesome.
But I find myself shut in.
Scratching out of a 2006 coffin.
How soon should I begin?
I’m headed out
In my lonesome Infiniti.
Get me out of this shroud now now.
In my lonesome Infiniti--
I’ll get there by my own knowhow.
and how? by now and now and now
and now and now. Now, now!
Behold the lonesome and infinite,
rowing through the lake of sips.
You always wanna drink your life down faster
when you’re out on a lake like this.
You always wanna drink your lake down faster
when you’re out on a life like this.
Open bottles floating all over,
smoking chimneys exchange with the fog.
Manufacturing horizons around nowhere,
but I know where. I’m going there to jog.
But for now, I’m headed out
in my lonesome Infiniti.
Get me out of this shroud at once.
And the Lo lo lonesome Infinite responds
(more than it’s said in months):
“I’ll help you cause I know you,
and I know you cause I’ve seen you once.
I’ll help you-- cause I know you.
And I know you cause I’ve seen you once.”
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