STUCK IN THE HAZE
STUCK IN THE HAZE
Hold on
So you answered those
mispronounced questions?
Hold your laugh, if not
You gonna lose a teeth
Remember, it's a formal one
But didn't saw that formality
In the dotted shirt or glittering shall
Is that a formal one?
Stop asking yourself
What about those slang
That you didn't got the strike then!
Tagged neck blabbering with heavy heads
For a minute you thought how lucky they where
Until you got a call and sat on the seat
And searched up for the polymath
End up finding the problem child
Still got a hope in the implementation
Of theories you learnt
on those sleepless nights!
One said: no use, other said it's not worth it
They are not even moving
All stuck in the chair, holding their breath
Ready to rott in death
Some cursed the receiver, others are super mad
You find it friendly
Maybe you are on the same league
And you comprehend their language
All these and no use
Cause they didn't wrote on the page
Just starred at the clock
And the paper next to them
Hurry up to the hall
Now you have to attend without fail
They said a word
You didn't saw that in the dictionary
Don't you!
Who are they?
Maybe the son of flecknoe!
Maybe flecknoe himself
You put wings and made them fly
On those endless talks
That makes no meaning
Their head turned into fishes and
The ugly hall turned into a pool of crabs
Stop it now,
Your imagination getting wild!
but what was that sunflower!
Half on the way
I got a wine on my leg
That holding me back
By crippling the vain and
Numbing the soul
Am all stuck in!
