Off-end me offend me offensively condescending
Go neckless to a gold necklace
You say a spine is impediment
I move when I shouldn’t my slow mind got lead in it
I’m trying shifting seeking sifting dredging
Next thing next thing
But. It. Wont. Let me
But it’s coming into detail next to me
My peripherals riddle me...unsettling
Make my chains permanent I’m peddling
Outshine what you set on me
Turn gravity when you step on me
He makes sense of messed up thing