P.S. Eliot - Untitled lyrics

[P.S. Eliot - Untitled lyrics]

Take your name off of the list
Your static presence goes unmissed
But, your missery undoubtedly
Would read like fable poetry
Seeping sour with resistance
And I don't know but i've been told
That drudgery will make you old
And we're engineered for servitude
Fatih or objectives sink subdued
And i am sidetracked looking for you
Looking for you your time is my time
Your time is my time take a look outside
Your feeble greatness withered dry
I am not that honest, am i?
Star outside so vacantly
Endlessly detached from me
If i'd known that i'd end up like
Your absent husband, my callous wife
I wouldn't have wasted all my time
All of my time your time is my time
Your time is my time take a look outside
Your feeble greatness withered dry
I am not that honest, am i?
I am not that honest, am i?

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