This is a song I wrote after one weird night. Sometimes I have called it Bong Attack instead. The particular night that spawned this song involved me hanging out with some people but feeling bored and actually watching two people play chess. Grob's Attack is a chess move. I was bored out of my mind and eventually left and then I wrote this.
lyrics
Desperation spawned congregation and suicide negotiation. Dry eyes wait to blink or see passed a mind fixed on a memory. Does anyone have a plan, a place, an aspiration? Cause im sick of waiting on pawn manipulation. Does anyone have a loaded gun? Im sick of sinking and thinking it wont end and im stuck. Run before the cold could catch up. Passed a church that reeks of summer time short cuts and a house that smells of deader bodies than ever. Well im still left alone. Will i still be a miserable fuck when ive grown old?
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