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!



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