What woes do I welcome with these wobbles weighted wild
Where are all the weekends rot with winded sails so styled
Stacks and stacks of glasses filled with ales compile
While the claps of faceless assets fail memory files
Chase with haste the fading taste of buzz amongst the smiles
The break-neck pace of inner space inflates your own exile
Who's skin am I crawling for?
What friend do I have for more?
No wins just spins for the rising and falling floor
Crawl back up take the steps out the tavern door
When I win
You bet I'd do it all again
If circles spin
I'll be right back where I begin
When you win
You bet you'd do it all again
If circles spin
You'll be right back where you begin
Mean striding ankle heel contact stress zone
A way of walking when you're so drunk and alone
Take a look at the phone and scroll so scrupulous
A good little drone that looks so luminous
Swipe away the clones on screen fortuitous
Or ruinous what seeds will be sown
Right left dating game delusionous prone
Debutante sororities
And nonchalant priorities
And riding horse majorities
And shotgun shooting authorities
With pictures to prove profiles so sedated
Who wouldn't want to get totally faded
She says polyamory's complicated
I could die in the arms of my own ablated thumbs
For charades or crumbs
Of a top-rated love
Lay a plot to succumb
Or just say something dumb
This is totally fun
Hook up and then run
When I win
You bet I'd do it all again
If circles spin
I'll be right back where I begin
When you win
You bet you'd do it all again
If circles spin
You'll be right back where you begin
You begin