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A mess of words that the globe
With it’s new stories told
Broke the mold of the old
Ripped the book and then it sold
A mess of words in new form
Wiped the drive and then was born
The script of the millennium
You don’t know what I’m going to say
And I won’t play the games you want me to play
I’ve got a full lexicon and a mind of my own
And I will take the time to spell it out on my own
A mess of words rush along
In chain-link fashion strike a gong
Along with the song
In elevators feeding folks
A mess of words never ends
And all the online friends
Sing the tune of the millennium
You don’t know what I’m going to say
And I won’t play the games you want me to play
I’ve got a full lexicon and a mind of my own
And I will take the time to spell it out on my own
Forcing all the words isn’t expression
Pushing on the verbs is like oppression
You don’t know what I’m going to say
And I won’t play the games you want me to play
I’ve got a full lexicon and a mind of my own
And I will take the time to spell it out on my own

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from Self Titled, released August 18, 2017

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