It’s funny when it happens,
Out of the blue like thin air,
Once the kettle starts purring,
It’s like your not even there.
You hear the noise,
Then separate,
Before you know it,
You feel the connection start to dissipate.
Louder and louder it starts to buzz,
But the crowd ain’t aware,
You’ve left because,
When the hive starts to raise,
While disregarding your song,
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