The Overthinker
Down the railway, past the tension
A city breathes, without comprehension
It doesn’t matter if anyone remembers
Cause we are both pouring water on the embers
Just realizing it gives me the shivers
Being forced into a thousand of rivers
With only a mere raft and a broken oar
My detained rage led out by a roar
I’m on standby for a while
But don’t you give me that fake smile
And by the given circumstance
I am still under maintenance
But before I release my inner killer whale
I have more opinions I wish to unveil
It’s not as complicated as playing a game of chess
Just walk with me, to the depths of happiness.
Is this the first time, or is it the fifth?
Is it my red pants you just can’t cope with?
We are both people who like to linger
My Irrational Attention to you, the Overthinker
I’m on standby for a while
But just don’t give me that fake smile
And by the given circumstance
I am still under maintenance
I’m frozen, feel my flame
I’m heated, I feel the same
I’m petrified, feel my touch
Some might say I feel too much
You’re on standby for a while
But just don’t give me that fake smile
And by the given circumstance
You are still under maintenance
We are hanging by a thin thread
Forget to remember, remember to forget
All there is left to do is to stand in line
I really hope there comes a time.
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