How rare a find, I'll second it's charm Finalized immediately, don't be alarmed
Synergy is serving well, the second voice is the source of countless romantic fictions
Of those who yearned for status racket guile Waking up in glory and duplicitous denial
Mr Nothing Stupidhead is weaving his monotony, fashioning the blatantly exciting
dullery
Demanding he, of those require the coveted toxin
Fox escapes, of those who he denies
Long desire, revulsion needs the coveted toxin
Crystal baby laughs aloud and dies
Is there transparency in your nothingness? Your affection is questioning mine
Sigh
Indifference
Monotony
Demanding appeal Exhibited fair Ho-hum wearisome dazzling pest
There's a devil in our milk Sulky suspension, with a phony smile and nervous laughter
Of those who yearned for token notability, emanating the distinction of minority
Mr Nothing Stupidhead is weaving his monotony, fashioning the blatantly exciting
dullery
I am the blunder, to prove the biting Have you resorted to middle sighting?
No I haven't
One satisfies with stable comfort Go all the way, deplete your interest
Go idle, we're made to wake in what we bake, forsaken, and you forget what we've
taken And we're still hunting and chasing the pledges that were the only ones to never
think The highest quality nothing never offered at this time is limited for you