In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, December 28, 2019
make it stop
stop
just fuckin' stop
with your incessant talking
snap, crackle, pop
I don't need you
taking every minute
with your voice
always within it
moving upwards
until it reaches the top
make it stop
stop
your moving mouth
your lips and tongue
flapping north and south
there is nothing
halfway local
about your
never-ending vocals
I'll call the cops
make it stop
life would be perfect
if you'd never begin
your one-sided
conversation again
stop
make it end
and you wonder why
you don't have any friends
silence is a virtue
it's one you don't have
give me just one second
let me learn to laugh
without your slop
make it stop
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