That guy was always in a rush to let his guard down
"Pleased to meet you. Here's the soft part of my throat."
It was some kind of defense or offense
Same close or at a distance
If that didn't work
He was losing anyway

Twisted his chained neck
And sharpened his eyes
Trying to tell particle from wave
Still he can't make sense
Of what they let him see
On the back wall of Plato's cave

The ballot or the bullet
The bottle or the ****
Cheer for your team if it's what you prefer
Nothing's all that matters for long

You found me right and tight
And then you left me loosey

ALL CAPS
(with a parenthetical way out)

Formerly normal
Tripper
Sailing

My gal's not a good person to trade naps with
She's always gotta go first
And at waking up she's the worst
My gal's not a good person to trade naps with