You've played marvelously.
You've been what I wanted.
You've maintained the perfect amount
of disconnection
of apathy
of nonchalance
and disinterest
And it has driven me mad.
I've been writing songs about you.
You've got me the perfect kind
of obsessed
of committed
of infected
and controlled
I mean, don't get me wrong:
My rhetoric gives the false impression
That I'm not enjoying this immensely.
It's been a long time since anyone moved like you.
I could accuse you of cheating
But only in embitterment
Only because I don't want to be drowned
In rules I don't remember.
There's something tragic here.
But it's the perfect kind
of adversity
of affliction
of infelicity
Of tragedy.
May 21, 2012
May 21, 2012 at 11:39 PM UTC
You've played marvelously.
You've been what I wanted.
You've maintained the perfect amount
of disconnection
of apathy
of nonchalance
and disinterest
And it has driven me mad.
I've been writing songs about you.
You've got me the perfect kind
of obsessed
of committed
of infected
and controlled
I mean, don't get me wrong:
My rhetoric gives the false impression
That I'm not enjoying this immensely.
It's been a long time since anyone moved like you.
I could accuse you of cheating
But only in embitterment
Only because I don't want to be drowned
In rules I don't remember.
There's something tragic here.
But it's the perfect kind
of adversity
of affliction
of infelicity
Of tragedy.
