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Brain Malfunction
Isn't it strange how the brain works?
How it thinks things up out of nowhere.
Mine always thinks of you.
A few times when it's not.
It gets stuck on you.
Even when I want it to stop.
Persistent little fucker in my head.
Too bad my brain and my vocal cords aren't connected.
At least then my thoughts could be ejected,
Feelings detected,
Possibly reflected,
Most likely rejected
But I wouldn't know,
Because I haven't tried.
Always too fucking tongue tied.
Some things just can't be described.
At least not in my mind,
Where I can't seem to find
Anyway to unbind
This cluster fuck of letters
That sometimes form words
Which are unspoken
I need this silence broken
How?
How it thinks things up out of nowhere.
Mine always thinks of you.
A few times when it's not.
It gets stuck on you.
Even when I want it to stop.
Persistent little fucker in my head.
Too bad my brain and my vocal cords aren't connected.
At least then my thoughts could be ejected,
Feelings detected,
Possibly reflected,
Most likely rejected
But I wouldn't know,
Because I haven't tried.
Always too fucking tongue tied.
Some things just can't be described.
At least not in my mind,
Where I can't seem to find
Anyway to unbind
This cluster fuck of letters
That sometimes form words
Which are unspoken
I need this silence broken
How?
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