The cold shoulder
Folded arms and looking up
You’ve never listened
And carry on careless, regardless

This is not a fire drill and
If we hold any hope
It’s harmonic connection
And stereo symbiosis

These legoland empires
Choking out mine now
You’re everywhere, everywhere
Multiplying around me, child

A strain on my heart
This rock can’t tolerate any more
Stop this right away.

— imogen heap

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