I donât care who youâre watching
I donât want to know why you wander away from the edge of my vision Cause itâs all I can do just to keep from being bitten
One armâs length is the measure
It helps me feel in control
Iâll deny that youâve gotten as far as my shoulder
I am underprepared and unwilling moreover
Every time I find that Iâm about to lie, and say âI donât want to feel thatâ
I donât need superstition
Iâve got artifacts of my own
That present enough mysteries,
I figure Like the one that prevents me welcome enclosure
Donât get caught in my riddles
I can handle my end of the mazes that keep me from wandering further Iâm more interested in how youâre fitted together
Every time I find that Iâm about to lie, and say âI donât want to feel thatâ
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