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My internal monologue is saturated analogue, ItвЂ™s scratched and drifting, IвЂ™ve become attached to the idea itвЂ™s all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, IвЂ™ve got no idea how I even got here. I think youвЂ™re a joke but I donвЂ™t find you very funny. Give me all your money and IвЂ™ll make some origami, honey. Tell me IвЂ™m exceptional I promise to exploit you. Put me on a pedestal and IвЂ™ll only disappoint you. This that the other why even bother, it wonвЂ™t be with me on my death bed, but IвЂ™ll still be in your head. I must confess IвЂ™ve made a mess of what should be a small success but I digress at least IвЂ™ve tried my very best I guess. I like you despise you admire you what are we gonna do when everything all falls through? I love you I hate you IвЂ™m on the fence it all depends whether IвЂ™m up IвЂ™m down IвЂ™m on the mend transcending all reality. Let go that expectation, change the station, find out what out what you want. Lay it all on the table, you seem so stable, but youвЂ™re just hanging on. Shine those shoes n mow those lawns, letвЂ™s get back to normal. IвЂ™m just waiting for the day to become night. And all eyes on the pavement, IвЂ™m not gonna touch ya donвЂ™t worry so much about it. Well time is money and money is no manвЂ™s friend. The mother screams вЂњdonвЂ™t you ever shut-up?вЂќ And thereвЂ™s one thing I know the sun will rise today and tomorrow.

WhatвЂ™s the point, it looks fine from up here. The pair across the street oneвЂ™s up the ladder and oneвЂ™s on their knees, painting the faded brick.

Give it to me baby lyrics how to#

The parent teaches the child how to ride the bike wobbles side to side. All our candles, hopes n prayers, though well-meaning they donвЂ™t mean a thing, unless we see some change.

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вЂњDonвЂ™t jump little boy, donвЂ™t jump off that roof, youвЂ™ve got your whole life ahead of you youвЂ™re still in your youth, IвЂ™d give anything to have skin like you!' He said, вЂњAll I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator can you help me please?!вЂќ. All the people look like ants from up here, and the windвЂ™s the only traffic you can hearвЂќ I come up here, for perception and clarity, I like to imagine IвЂ™m playing Sim City. He said, вЂњI think youвЂ™re projecting, the way that youвЂ™re feeling, IвЂ™m not suicidal just idling insignificantly. The elevator dings, and they awkwardly step in, their fingers touch on the rooftop buttonвЂ¦ вЂњDonвЂ™t jump little boy, donвЂ™t jump off that roof, youвЂ™ve got your whole life ahead of you youвЂ™re still in your youth, IвЂ™d give anything to have skin like you!вЂќ She looks him up and down with a Botox frown, heвЂ™s well used to that look by now. Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace between her breasts. Hair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton. Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin. He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side. Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole thatвЂ™s not been filled in. Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans.вЂќ He screams вЂњIвЂ™m not going to work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand. Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.Д«reakfast on the run again, heвЂ™s well aware heвЂ™s dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.ДЇeeling sick at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters. Oliver Paul, twenty years old, thick head of hair worries heвЂ™s going bald. IвЂ™m waiting here for you iвЂ™m waiting here for you iвЂ™m looking вЂcross the room n hoping that youвЂ™re lookin too. i gotta go but i hope we can keep in touch i like very much being here with you but you see, all this small talk is killinвЂ™ me do you have any siblings? you got a sister yeh sheвЂ™s a detective, well i bet sheвЂ™s got some good stories. IвЂ™m looking вЂcross the room n hoping that youвЂ™re lookin too. IвЂ™m waiting here for you iвЂ™m waiting here for you

i got better things to do than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh. can i get you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you got it. IвЂ™m waiting here for you iвЂ™m waiting here for you whatвЂ™d you think of the ultimate ending? i fast forward, get busy pretending that iвЂ™ve seen everything. Do you have any siblings? i got a brother, Blake, heвЂ™s four years older than me (n i guess he always will be) yeah heвЂ™s clever and heвЂ™s got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley) aw but wait, now that theyвЂ™re engaged soooooo i hope they have kids so i can be a cool aunty