It's an offering
Ill-intentioned from and for me
Overthinking what to make myself forget
Leave it up to me
Common ground-impounded soul
But I can't let me know that
Heart with no extension leaves me whole
Carved out to fade in
To a debt that no one holds above my head
Instead, in fact, it's always paid in full
My mental circumambulation
Helps me to overstate my claim
I can't believe I've been impartial
To the people I've impressed
In part, it's best that no one knows my name
It's an auctioning
Of any moment felt as only
A means to be the next impending now
Turning out to be
Common ground-impounded bull
But I can't let me know that
Heart with no intention leaves me whole
Carved out to fade in
To a debt that no one holds above my head
Instead, in fact, it's always paid in full
My mental circumambulation
Helps me to overstate my claim
I can't believe I've been impartial
To the people I've impressed
In part, it's best that no one knows my name
No Object - Idiots Array Lyrics
No Object - Idiots Array Lyrics
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It's an offering
Ill-intentioned from and for me
Overthinking what to make myself forget
Leave it up to me
Common ground-impounded soul
But I can't let me know that
Heart with no extension leaves me whole
Carved out to fade in
To a debt that no one holds above my head
Instead, in fact, it's always paid in full
My mental circumambulation
Helps me to overstate my claim
I can't believe I've been impartial
To the people I've impressed
In part, it's best that no one knows my name
It's an auctioning
Of any moment felt as only
A means to be the next impending now
Turning out to be
Common ground-impounded bull
But I can't let me know that
Heart with no intention leaves me whole
Carved out to fade in
To a debt that no one holds above my head
Instead, in fact, it's always paid in full
My mental circumambulation
Helps me to overstate my claim
I can't believe I've been impartial
To the people I've impressed
In part, it's best that no one knows my name
Ill-intentioned from and for me
Overthinking what to make myself forget
Leave it up to me
Common ground-impounded soul
But I can't let me know that
Heart with no extension leaves me whole
Carved out to fade in
To a debt that no one holds above my head
Instead, in fact, it's always paid in full
My mental circumambulation
Helps me to overstate my claim
I can't believe I've been impartial
To the people I've impressed
In part, it's best that no one knows my name
It's an auctioning
Of any moment felt as only
A means to be the next impending now
Turning out to be
Common ground-impounded bull
But I can't let me know that
Heart with no intention leaves me whole
Carved out to fade in
To a debt that no one holds above my head
Instead, in fact, it's always paid in full
My mental circumambulation
Helps me to overstate my claim
I can't believe I've been impartial
To the people I've impressed
In part, it's best that no one knows my name
Writer: Jake Wahlen
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