Defiant One Way Sign With Two Arrows
i once was a broken watch with skin
i once had a comfort that would never get itchy
i once lived in a perfect version of newfound freedom and personal comfort
then changes happened because of me and because of life
i am like the paparazzi
change is like the paparazzi
my voice is like that lady in that blondie group
'they gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha!'
now my dried up, crusty blood has repaired the broken watch
now the sudden discomfort has me itchin' like heeb bullies
now freedom costs everything, which causes mad discomfort
paparazzi likes ole vulnerable me
paparazzi takes advantage of the consistency of my oft spare change
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2022
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