How did you expect to engage in arranging
Pieces when this puzzle keeps changing its framing
Everytime a foot slips or thumb prints it encrypts
An attempt to equip a daytrip to atonement
One too many heads open to envy, well then what is true when every head is open but empty?
And i will try to erase the notes on this staff
And i will try to review the lines on this graph
And i wll try to rewrite the signs on this map
And change up
With every single key stroke a sun soaked window slams home
When every minute feels choked and invokes fear in your throat
A heavy weight on your chest that arrests the success
Of finding in your bloodtest the suspect of your duress