Wait

Could you stay up past the talk shows
If it’s not too late to speak of science
And Of your brain, and of it’s make up
But I guess I’ll wait
Wait
Where did everybody go
I built this wall up on my own
Now I can’t see them
Wait
I can’t do this on my own
Cause pure is not an honest term
Mistook cum for connection
You’ve been feeling two foot tall
With your hair held back and forth
In a bathroom stall
Did you think this through at all
Or were you hoping to feel it?
Then you wake up
You’re paralyzed
But face it
It’s no longer what you need
«But I’ve been dreaming of some terrifying things»
So let’s face it
It’s borderline complacent
To obstruct, and then to plead
To a God we thought we never thought we’d need
Now I gave up
I learned a lot from patience
Learned lessons from the pavement
Will you clue me in on what you think you need, oh
Can you get up?
Learn lessons from the pavement
Become far and out of reach
Become wise enough to find a way to leave