Hindsight blues,
I'm tangled up in you but you can't see through the overgrowth -
Thick bristles and whistle blowers,
Tell me your perception of me.
Let's laugh together at the discrepancies,
Don't expect more from me,
You know me better than that,
aristocratic nature, I hate where you come from,
That comfortable turf.
I can't be myself in your world,
Solipsism - listen we can only shine on reflection vision and that takes more than you or I alone.
Still tripping,
Tangled up in you.
Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 7:44 AM UTC
Hindsight blues,
I'm tangled up in you but you can't see through the overgrowth -
Thick bristles and whistle blowers,
Tell me your perception of me.
Let's laugh together at the discrepancies,
Don't expect more from me,
You know me better than that,
aristocratic nature, I hate where you come from,
That comfortable turf.
I can't be myself in your world,
Solipsism - listen we can only shine on reflection vision and that takes more than you or I alone.
Still tripping,
Tangled up in you.
