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MR IRKSOME
THIS IRKSOME INCESSANCE OF
THE INDIGNANT TIC-TOC ING
ABASHES ME INTO
THE COLD BABEL OF REALITY
AND THIS IRKSOME INCESSANCE
REMONSTRATES 'GAINST DAY DREAMING
RENEGING RETICENT OUTTA MY
TACIT DELUSIONS
OH YOU IRKSOME INCESSANCE
WHY MY DAY DREAM DELUSIONS?
THEY ARE ALL THAT THIS
MAN HAS GOT LEFT
BUT REALLY IF YOU HAVE TOO
WITH YOUR IRKSOME INCESSANCE
TIC-TOC TO ME
INTO MY DEATH
THE INDIGNANT TIC-TOC ING
ABASHES ME INTO
THE COLD BABEL OF REALITY
AND THIS IRKSOME INCESSANCE
REMONSTRATES 'GAINST DAY DREAMING
RENEGING RETICENT OUTTA MY
TACIT DELUSIONS
OH YOU IRKSOME INCESSANCE
WHY MY DAY DREAM DELUSIONS?
THEY ARE ALL THAT THIS
MAN HAS GOT LEFT
BUT REALLY IF YOU HAVE TOO
WITH YOUR IRKSOME INCESSANCE
TIC-TOC TO ME
INTO MY DEATH
Published 8th Dec 2009
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8th Dec 2009 7:59pm
22nd Jul 2011 6:07pm
DID YOU WRITE IN ALL CAPITALS TO BE IRKSOME? JUST CURIOUS.
ALSO, I'M NOT SURE WHAT "THE COLD BABEL OF REALITY" MEANS. I ASSUME YOU'RE REFERRING TO THE TOWER, BUT I DOUBT IT WAS COLD.
JUST MY $0.02 WORTH.
ALSO, I'M NOT SURE WHAT "THE COLD BABEL OF REALITY" MEANS. I ASSUME YOU'RE REFERRING TO THE TOWER, BUT I DOUBT IT WAS COLD.
JUST MY $0.02 WORTH.
