bent out of shape we make our way straight
i would never take a chance on it if it didnt paralyze me
completely
sure you think its all fun, but games are all i’ve won in this life
i wouldnt give it all up if it meant id never feel so weightless
rebuilding the puzzle ive found scattered all around
i invent myself with every breath
to take a step i look ahead
and size up anything that makes me tremble.
i cant tell if the shifting pattern exists
before i make it, but does it matter?
you’ve got the time to find out for yourself.