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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