Not Moving

Misconception, hung out to dry over the weekend over my dumb tongue

Sent you a picture of dirty glitter, of pills and sweat in a so so mixture

Condescension, make sure you mention I've grown up, though we've split up, but

I'm splintered sunlight, morose and uptight

There's no room for compromise cause

Time's not moving any slower now

We'll never figure it out

Silence is fleeing, modern life competing with private thoughts, when does it stop?

Narcotic fiction, lonely benediction, blissed out fun on 81

Control the quivers, stillness is for quitters, roots grow down if they know how, but