Oblivion Access
I don't know anything
- Jul 5, 2019
- 333
A monkey! Ought to make a fine pet
Not too unlike you or I
Yet their walls running red
How little it takes to make one wish they were dead
Just one too many
One too many knock to the head
One too many loose ends, can't tie a rope so tis a nuisance
One too many sad night with a screen
One too many ear rending Banshee scream
One too many games, the chimp not picked by either team
One too many sniff, turns out, makes one a fiend
One too many nasty burn on so pristine a skin
One too many if only, man, think what could have been
One too many sin to rue, sleeplessly gazing within
But if it's oh so bad, dear monkey
Do tell, what keeps you here?
Is your path to exit not but clear?
Fear, it hisses back
It's all that keeps me here.
Not too unlike you or I
Yet their walls running red
How little it takes to make one wish they were dead
Just one too many
One too many knock to the head
One too many loose ends, can't tie a rope so tis a nuisance
One too many sad night with a screen
One too many ear rending Banshee scream
One too many games, the chimp not picked by either team
One too many sniff, turns out, makes one a fiend
One too many nasty burn on so pristine a skin
One too many if only, man, think what could have been
One too many sin to rue, sleeplessly gazing within
But if it's oh so bad, dear monkey
Do tell, what keeps you here?
Is your path to exit not but clear?
Fear, it hisses back
It's all that keeps me here.
