They bounce up and slide down,
stretch your vains away and all the way back
feed with such disdain
like merciless hounds
eating the time in place
as if we are clowns
for them to stay great
at the expense of our minds
Yes oh yes teh feels
they get in the way
of our crippling doubts
pushing them in
letting us out
for there's always
another round
to get this shit straight
and forgive without sound
