english
and she's not mobile she just watches me
i am noticeable when light catches me
i am illegible any way you look at me
you know my english has deficiencies
and is it any wonder that i
when faced with these odds
would even it lies?
and is it any wonder that i
surrounded by storm, mounted by swarm
would attempt to obtain the prize?
and she's not mobile she just watches me
i am noticeable when light catches me
i am illegible any way you look at me
you know my english has deficiencies
and there's a terror to the scenery
a certain fervor to the front of me
and i count them as my enemies
those who mean to be close to me
chorus
wackacon