You've been talking to me
For the past one hour
But not one sentence makes any sense.
Fits and twitches,
Wild, wild gestures
Seems the light is passing through a distorted lens.
Come out clean, my friend,
Someone tell me -
Why aint he coherent?
I hear you grumble
Hear you rant and rave
And it scares me, to see this fearful dance.
High and low, the way
Your voice just flows
I simply hate your stance.
Let's be clear, my dear,
Let's make sense,
For the past one hour
But not one sentence makes any sense.
Fits and twitches,
Wild, wild gestures
Seems the light is passing through a distorted lens.
Come out clean, my friend,
Someone tell me -
Why aint he coherent?
I hear you grumble
Hear you rant and rave
And it scares me, to see this fearful dance.
High and low, the way
Your voice just flows
I simply hate your stance.
Let's be clear, my dear,
Let's make sense,
Why aint you coherent?
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