Glue
Glue dies when it dries, it lives if the lid is shut and glue makes a nice scene if it dries stuck. But, with your glued eyes shut, it makes a gloomy scene. Everything once stuck has its glue pried from inbetween, pried from inbetween. With your eyelids glued shut, you choose to lose the glues that bind. And, with your eyelids glued shut, glue dies [glued eyes], glue dries, everything is unstuck. I am talking about connection. I am talking about sticking together. I am talking to you. I was crazy to believe in crazy glue. I was too quick to buy into bondfast. There was never enough time to bind and I guess nothing adheres to forever. I guess everything has a shelf-life, I wish someone had told me about mine…And I am talking to you. And I am talking about us. Why aren’t you listening? Why aren’t you seeing this? Why is the blackness around the sun so bright? With your eyelids glued shut, you choose to lose the glues that bind us and with your eyelids glued shut, you cannot seen the look in my eyes. And, with your eyelids glued shut, you choose to be blind but, you can still hear me! I am talking to you. I am talking about us. I am yelling at you. I am screaming at you. I am begging you. With your eyelids glued shut you choose to lose the glues that bind us, bind us, bind us. I am talking, talking, talking to you. I am talking about Glue.Glue dies when it dries, it lives if the lid is shut and glue makes a nice scene if it dries stuck. But, with your glued eyes shut, it makes a gloomy scene. Everything once stuck has its glue pried from inbetween, pried from inbetween. With your eyelids glued shut, you choose to lose the glues that bind. And, with your eyelids glued shut, glue dies [glued eyes], glue dries, everything is unstuck. I am talking about connection. I am talking about sticking together. I am talking to you. I was crazy to believe in crazy glue. I was too quick to buy into bondfast. There was never enough time to bind and I guess nothing adheres to forever. I guess everything has a shelf-life, I wish someone had told me about mine…And I am talking to you. And I am talking about us. Why aren’t you listening? Why aren’t you seeing this? Why is the blackness around the sun so bright? With your eyelids glued shut, you choose to lose the glues that bind us and with your eyelids glued shut, you cannot seen the look in my eyes. And, with your eyelids glued shut, you choose to be blind but, you can still hear me! I am talking to you. I am talking about us. I am yelling at you. I am screaming at you. I am begging you. With your eyelids glued shut you choose to lose the glues that bind us, bind us, bind us. I am talking, talking, talking to you. I am talking about Glue.
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