Role Again

Role again

 

Hey you you gotta survive

Like a piece of gum

On a steamroller

Coming for our lives

 

Here comes your 

Role again 

As the world’s 

Nicest policeman

 

Here comes your

Role again

Did you get my order

Hold up those onions

 

Shot by both sides

Somehow crawling 

Through the insides

Of your own thing

 

Imitation is flattery

You recognize the strategy

Saying all those loose things 

While holding up the state of the insides

 

You don’t mind 

How could you mind 

You can’t lose it 

Not on their time 

◄ Summer of Thinking Too Much

That weird year ►

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